Englefield Grange; or, Mary Armstrong's TroublesPaull, H. B., Mrs.
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Englefield Grange; or, Mary Armstrong's Troubles
Paull, H. B., Mrs.
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Several letters were lying on the table when he entered the room on this
morning of which we write, followed by his clerk. Still talking to him
while opening them rapidly, he came upon the unknown hand and glanced at
the signature, pausing in the midst of an important commission to the
clerk to do so. "What could Mr. Henry Halford write to him about?
excepting----" and at the thought that followed he flushed with anger.
But a question from the gentlemanly young man who stood so patiently
waiting his commands, recalled him to the business in hand. Laying the
letter at a distance on the table, he opened the rest, and after a few
brief directions, yet still so clear as to leave no room for a mistake,
the clerk was dismissed. Then Mr. Armstrong, after writing in pencil
various notes on the business letters before him, pushed them on one
side and took up Henry Halford's long and closely written epistle.
We will read it with him:--
"Englefield Grange, July 4th, 18--.
"DEAR SIR,--Your very kind and cordial invitation this
afternoon makes it imperative on me to address you with
reference to a certain subject before I accept it. It is
probable that after I have candidly explained the cause of my
hesitation you may forbid me to enter your house, yet I should
prefer even that sentence to any clandestine or concealed
proceedings.
"Since Mrs. Armstrong placed her youngest son under my father's
care I have had the pleasure of seeing your daughter several
times; only twice, however, until the week of her visit to
Oxford.
"I will confess to my admiration of Miss Armstrong even on the
two former occasions, more especially while in her society at
Mrs. Drummond's; but many considerations made me resist the
inclination to call at your house and become better acquainted
with the young lady.
"At Oxford, however, I met your daughter with my friend Captain
Herbert, who was my fellow-student some years ago at Dr.
Mason's, though older than myself. I was surprised to find that
my friend Charles Herbert was your daughter's cousin and Mrs.
Armstrong's nephew; Colonel Herbert kindly invited me to his
hotel during their visit to Oxford, and I there met your
daughter, and saw and conversed with her frequently during the
week of her stay.
"I need not enlarge upon the personal attractions, the unusual
talents, and the sweet character which make Miss Armstrong so
charming, for these must be well known to yourself. But I ask
to be allowed to seek to win her affections with the sanction
of her parents and under their own roof.
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