Kit and Kitty: A Story of West MiddlesexBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Kit and Kitty: A Story of West Middlesex
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Middlesex (England) -- Fiction
“Kit has had quite time enough to get well. I am tired
of being here all by myself, and I want him in the
garden, for at least three weeks before he is married,
which I mean him to be then, if Miss Fairthorn will
kindly agree to it. Placed as she is, she will see
the sense of that; for it is the only way to make her
safe. And I wish her to be married here at Sunbury,
in our old church, where I have always had a pew. I
shall send the tax-cart for Kit to-morrow, and he will
arrange with the lady to come before Sunday to Widow
Cutthumb’s, where I will take uncommonly good care
that nobody molests her. On Sunday the banns will be
read for the first time, with Miss Fairthorn’s full
permission, and nobody else’s so far as I care. We
shall hope for the honour of your presence, when the
young people are joined together. Thanking you, Madam,
for your kindness to my nephew, and with my best
respects,
“I am faithfully yours,
“CORNELIUS ORCHARDSON.”
“Well, my dear Kitty,” said my aunt, when I had finished; “he disposes
of you as calmly as if you were a bushel of apples, or a sack of
potatoes. I thought it was the lady’s place to fix the auspicious day.”
“You cannot expect a bachelor to be at home among such questions;”
I came to my love’s rescue, for she knew not what to say, and was
blushing, and looking down, and wondering what to make of it. “But
I must go to-morrow, if he sends for me. If old _Spanker_ came for
nothing, I should never hear the last of it. My uncle has heard
something, which we do not know of. He is prompt, and to the purpose;
but I never knew him rash.”
“I see, I see;” Miss Parslow’s voice was much subdued, for she loved
a bit of mystery, and saw tokens of it here. “Don’t let us talk about
it now, until we’ve had our dinner. Kit’s last bachelor dinner here!
We’ll have a bottle of champagne, to make us laugh a little at this
peremptory wedlock. Your uncle is a curious man; but if it comes to
that, all men are very curious beings.”
“And ladies are so, in the other sense, and the active one of the
word; but we are never known to complain of that.”
“Of course you never have any secrets. Take your everlasting in to
dinner, and I will follow you. All the world will have to do that
by-and-by, if you only keep up to this high mark of constancy and
devotion.”
Kitty smiled at me, and I smiled at Kitty; for we knew that any lower
mark might do for other people.
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