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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Mr. Armstrong's carriage is the first to draw up, and he himself appears
in a vainly suppressed state of elation and excitement. His morning
costume is faultless, and although a large sprinkling of white is
observable in his dark hair, yet he bears his fifty-four years well. He
had failed in his attempts to form an alliance with the aristocracy
through his increasing wealth by the marriage of his daughter. Yet had
he carried his point, such a marriage could scarcely have been attended
with greater _eclât_ than on the present occasion. This Mr. Armstrong
now understood and acknowledged to himself without reservation. The
bishop who had just married his daughter to Henry Halford, had been
vice-principal of the young man's college at Oxford; the nobleman who
had presented the living to his son-in-law--were both to be his guests
at the wedding breakfast.
Lord Rivers had known the name of Armstrong from his boyhood. And the
purse-proud merchant, who had been almost ashamed to acknowledge cousin
Sarah before his clerks in Dover Street, stood back in surprise while
the earl assisted that lady into his own carriage, where he had already
placed Mrs. Armstrong. He then entered himself, and the carriage drove
off on its way to Lime Grove.
Mr. Armstrong's own carriage was quickly filled with a party of young
people; two juvenile bridesmaids, with their aunt Edith Longford, soon
to be Mrs. Maurice, and Arthur and Freddy Armstrong, now a merry
laughter-loving boy of eleven. There remained now only three gentlemen
to accompany the bishop in his drive to Lime Grove, the rector of
Kilburn, Horace Wilton, Henry's best man, and Mr. Armstrong. Perhaps the
latter's foolish prejudices about clergymen were never more completely
shaken than when he found himself seated in the bishop's carriage with
that high church dignitary and the two gentlemen we have named. In fact,
he wondered at himself that he could feel proud of the position. And now
what can be said of the wedding breakfast, laid out in Mr. Armstrong's
splendidly furnished dining-room? For this occasion Mrs. Herbert had
obtained _carte blanche_ from her sister to make any alterations she
pleased, and the introduction of flowers and other ornaments, according
to that lady's taste, had greatly improved the elegant appearance of the
table and satisfied the hired waiters, who succumbed to that lady's
superior knowledge at once and without a demur.
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