Englefield Grange; or, Mary Armstrong's TroublesPaull, H. B., Mrs.
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Englefield Grange; or, Mary Armstrong's Troubles
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"You seem to have obtained from this young man the history of himself
and his connexions, Sarah,"--was the scornful remark of Mr.
Armstrong,--"rather an unusual topic for a gentleman to enter upon on a
first introduction."
"It arose entirely from my remark about the country round Basingstoke,
but I will own that when he mentioned Englefield and Lord Rivers I drew
from him other facts for the sake of our dear Mary. I tell you candidly,
Edward Armstrong, that I admire your daughter's good sense in preferring
such a man as young Mr. Halford to one of those who think they can
purchase a wife with gold, feeling sure that she will be given up by her
parents to the highest bidder, like the articles in an auction-room."
Edward Armstrong felt rather startled by cousin Sarah's plain speaking,
in which there was too much truth to be pleasant, yet he said in a kind
of deprecatory tone--
"I have promised Mary not to force her into the acceptance of any offer
again, and if she is determined to marry no one but the schoolmaster,
she must remain single all her life, for she has expressed her
determination not to marry him without my consent, and that she will
never have."
"Mary possesses the real source of happiness," said cousin Sarah, "even
if you continue to withhold that consent. My uncle's teachings during
the week of her visit at Meadow Farm have not been thrown away."
Again Edward Armstrong was startled. He had been surprised at the gentle
submission of his high-spirited daughter, and the unaltered love and
respect she had shown to the father, whose love of gold had blighted her
youthful hopes; but now he understood the cause, and across his memory
passed the words he had read at his father's knee long before the demon
of gold had hardened his heart--
"Godliness with contentment is great gain."
After a few moments' pause he said in a softened tone, "I should be
glad, and so I know would Maria, to keep our only daughter at home with
us always, but it seems an unusual fate for a beautiful and accomplished
girl such as she is, and with 20,000_l._ which I could give her on her
wedding-day--I am sure I have no wish but for her happiness."
"Then consent to her marriage with Henry Halford; I could tell by
certain signs when I mentioned her name that he still loves your
daughter. Wait till after his ordination, and than give the young people
10,000_l._ to enable them to live independently of the school till Mr.
Halford obtains a living."
"Not much chance of that, I expect."
Cousin Sarah smiled.
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