Harry Joscelyn; vol. 1 of 3Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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Harry Joscelyn; vol. 1 of 3
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Families -- England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
“I thought the same from the moment I set eyes on him,” he said, and he
took off his hat to Joan with a bow and smile which were unusual in
these parts. She felt herself “colour up,” as she said, though
afterwards she laughed. The men Joan was most acquainted with thought
these little courtesies belonged to tailors and Frenchmen, but to no
other class of reasonable beings, and there was a slight snigger even on
the part of the attendant grooms to see this little incident. Mr. Selby
was invited in afterwards to dinner to clench the bargain, and lingered
and talked Shakespeare and the musical glasses with Mrs. Joscelyn when
the meal was over, going back with her upon the elegant extracts of her
youth in a way which brightened the poor lady’s eyes and recalled to her
the long past superiorities of the Vicarage parlour, where it was
considered right and professional to belong to the book club, and to
keep up some knowledge of the new books which were supposed to be
discussed in intellectual society.
“That is an educated man,” she said to her daughter, with a little air
of superior knowledge which did her a great deal of good, poor lady.
There was nobody else, she felt, about the White House, whose verdict
would be worth much on such a subject. But _she_ knew an educated man
when she saw one: and the little talk brought some colour to her cheeks.
“Tut, mother,” said Joan, good-humouredly; but she had listened to the
talk with some secret admiration, and an amused and gratified wonder
that “mother” should show herself so capable. “I am sure you are the
only one that can talk about these sort of things here,” she said.
“Father stared, and so did I. He must have taken us for a set of
ignoramuses.”
“I read a great deal in my youth,” Mrs. Joscelyn replied, with a gentle
pride which was mingled with melancholy, “though I cannot say that it
has been of much use to me in my married life; but I hope the gentleman
will come back, for he would be a good friend for Harry.”
This was when Harry was expected, before the visit which ended so
disastrously had begun.
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