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There was a pause, during which Mrs. Armstrong would have given the
signal for leaving the table, but she wished to hear what Charles had to
say, and she did not fear an outbreak on the part of her husband in such
company.
"I have heard Charles speak of this young man while with Dr. Mason,"
said the colonel; "he was then a youth of remarkable powers and
intellectual tastes; his relations are neighbours of yours, Armstrong?"
"Yes; father and son are schoolmasters," was the curt reply.
Edward Armstrong, finding all his preconceived notions and objections
slipping from under his feet, began to feel slightly irritable.
Mrs. Armstrong saw it, and gave the signal, of which her sister and Mary
very gladly availed themselves, leaving the three gentlemen alone.
"There is nothing detrimental in a man of education filling the place of
a schoolmaster," remarked the colonel, taking up the subject again after
the ladies had left; "besides, this young man is now a clergyman, and
admissible to the highest circles in the kingdom."
"I've heard all that over and over again lately," replied Mr. Armstrong,
quietly; the presence of his daughter had been the chief cause of his
rising irritation. It appeared to him as if every one was endeavouring
to counteract in her mind the mean opinion which he wished her to form
of the man whom she placed in the way of her most brilliant offers.
"The truth is, colonel," he continued, "I cannot deny the talents and
other estimable qualities of this young parson; he is good-looking,
gentlemanly, and a preacher of remarkable powers, but I cannot forgive
him for aspiring to the hand of my daughter, and preventing her from
marrying into a position which her talents, her education, and her
personal attractions would obtain for her, independently of the
15,000_l._ or 20,000_l._ I could give her as a marriage portion."
"Well, if the young people like each other I'm very sorry for them,
that's all I can say; however, you know your own affairs best,
Armstrong, so we've nothing to object to on the matter."
This acquiescence on the part of the straightforward old soldier did
more to shake Mr. Armstrong's stubborn will than a large amount of
opposition. The responsibility of securing his daughter's happiness or
misery for life rested now on his own shoulders, and he shrunk from its
weight; therefore when Charles ventured to say--
"I suppose, uncle, you wont object to my going to church to-morrow to
hear my friend preach?"
"Of course not, my boy," was the reply, in a kind tone; "we attend the
parish church regularly, where Mr. Halford is curate."
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