For whose sake?: A sequel to "Why did he wed her?"Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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For whose sake?: A sequel to "Why did he wed her?"
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
Bigamy -- Fiction; England -- Fiction; Impostors and imposture -- Fiction
“Oh, don’t you be afraid! It was the cold, heavy pastry that did it at
Lull’s! There was no basket beggars to carry off the cold pie crusts and
puddin’s, and me and the girls used to eat ’em all up at night to keep
’em from being wasted on. And I never heard of their hurting anybody but
me, either. But don’t you be afraid. I shall eat nothing but the very
best of nutericious and digesterable food, like stewed oysters and
sich.”
“Very well, Poley. Eat what you will, so it shall agree with you. And
now don’t fail to invite your relations in my name as well as in your
own to come to Wolfscliff to see you next summer.”
“Thank you, ma’am, for reminding me again. Now I know you are in airnest
and I’ll be sure to invite them.”
“Why, Poley, I am always in earnest.”
“To be sure, I know you are, ma’am, dear child,” answered Mrs. Pole,
divided in her style of address, between her respect for her mistress
and her tenderness of her pet.
And then again she took leave and went out.
Cleve came out and escorted Palma down to dinner, where the many and
slow courses occupied them for more than an hour.
At ten o’clock Poley punctually made her appearance, and ate a hearty
supper of stewed oysters and brown stout with her nephew.
At eleven o’clock the whole party retired to rest.
CHAPTER XXIX
TO THE MOUNTAIN FARM
They rose early in the morning, breakfasted and drove down to Cortlandt
Street ferry to take the boat for Jersey City.
They caught the eight-thirty train in good time and without hurry.
Stuart found their baggage all right, waiting for them, checked it to
Washington, and then entered with his companions into the ladies’ car,
and the express train started on its Southern flight. Their journey was
quick, pleasant and uneventful.
Early in the evening of that day they reached Washington.
Leaving their trunks in the baggage room at the depot, and taking only
their hand-bags, they went to one of the best hotels, where they dined
and engaged rooms for the night and the next day.
This was Palma’s first sight of the capital of her country, and Cleve
determined to linger a few hours to show her the public buildings.
The next morning Stuart engaged a hack and took his two companions for a
long, circuitous drive, which should include visits to the White House,
the State, War, Navy and Treasury Departments and the Capitol. But these
visits were necessarily short. There was no time to pay their respects
to the President in the Executive Mansion, or to listen to the debates
in the Senate Chamber or in the House of Representatives, or to the
cases in the Supreme Court. They had to get back to lunch and then to
take the train for West Virginia.
Two o’clock in the afternoon found them again seated in the cars and
flying westward.
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