John de Lancaster: a novel; vol. II.Cumberland, Richard
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John de Lancaster: a novel; vol. II.
Cumberland, Richard
Wales, North -- Fiction
I am happy to hear it, John replied, and I hope you have prevailed. I
understand you go home to-morrow, and I must deny myself the
gratification of attending upon you, for I feel it indispensably
incumbent upon me to devote some few days to my grandfather Morgan, and
to sundry things, which he wishes to be done in consequence of the
mournful event, that brought us hither; of course so long as I can
afford any consolation to that good and generous heart, which pain and
sorrow conspire to oppress, I must wait till I am released, and in the
mean while pace the solitary yew-tree walk without the hope of again
enjoying that delightful vision, which I once most luckily chanced upon,
but was speedily deprived of. I presume Miss Jones will be of your party
to-morrow.
That must be at her option, Cecilia observed; there will be room in the
coach, as our worthy Colonel stays a few days longer with Mr. Morgan.
Then turning to Amelia, she took her hand, and with a smile, that seemed
prepared to welcome an excuse, said to her in a whisper--How do you
stand disposed, my dear? Will you go with my father and me to-morrow, or
wait a few days till Colonel Wilson and my nephew can attend upon you?
I should naturally be most happy to go when you do, madam, (said Amelia
blushing) but--
Aye, resumed Cecilia, you would like that best no doubt, but what, my
dear? Something stands in the way of it--you are not ready I dare
say--that is it; is it not?
Yes, madam, it is. I have nothing with me here: all my things are at
Denbigh; and I am persuaded Mrs. Jennings will expect me to go with her,
and there will be a good deal to do.
I am persuaded there will be a good deal, repeated Cecilia; about as
much to do, as will fill up your time till the coach shall return for
the colonel and this gentleman, if we could suppose he would prefer it
to his horse, which in fact would be to suppose he would do that which
he has never done yet: our coach and crawling cattle move too slow for
him.
Not in all cases, my dear aunt, believe me--Not in your case, for
instance, unless they were conveying me to you; then they would be slow
indeed--If they were conveying you with me, and were it possible that my
poor company could content you, they could not spin out time, so
pleasantly engaged, too long.
Upon my word, nephew John, that is a very handsome compliment; but you
are seated between two ladies, and I suspect, whilst you were saying it
to one, you intended it for the other.
Excuse me, madam, that was not the case: It would indeed have been
correctly true, had I ventured to have addressed it to the other lady;
but till I can gain her confidence by my conduct, I will not court her
good opinion by my compliments.
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