Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand WarHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand War
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Juvenile fiction; New Zealand -- History -- Juvenile fiction
"Once or twice, Wilfrid. About a year ago it did cross my mind once or
twice, but that was all. They say mothers are keen-sighted as far as
their daughters are concerned; but either I am less keen-sighted than
mothers in general, or Marion is deeper than other girls."
"Well, mother, we shall have lots of time to talk this over," Wilfrid
said. "Dinner has been waiting nearly an hour, and even this wonderful
business cannot have taken away all our appetites. Everything is ready;
shall I call them in?" Wilfrid had, however, still a few minutes to
wait, for the two men were engaged in earnest conversation outside.
When they came in at last Mr. Renshaw kissed his daughter fondly. "God
bless you, my child!" he said. "You have made a wise choice indeed, and
I am sure that you will be a very happy woman."
It was a quiet meal, for all were too happy to talk much. After it was
over the two men strolled out together and renewed their conversation,
and Mr. Renshaw presently called to his wife to join them. Marion had
gone to her room, and Wilfrid was about to start to the other end of the
farm when Mr. Atherton called him.
"Come and join our consultation, Wilfrid. You are as much concerned in
it as any of us, and I rely upon your assistance to bring round these
two very obstinate people to my side of the question. I should say our
side, for of course Marion is one with me in the matter. You see, I am a
rich man, Wilfrid--really a rich man, and I naturally wish that Marion
should be made as happy as possible. I do not think she would be as
happy as possible if she were in England with me, with a nice place in
the country, and a town-house, and most things that money could bring
her, if she knew that her father and mother were out here living a life
which, although they have admirably adapted themselves to it, is yet
very different to that to which they have been all their lives
accustomed.
"Now, owing to this absurd freak of my aunt in making me her heir when
my income was already five times as much as I could spend, I have the
nuisance of a large landed estate on my hands. There is a large house
upon it which I suppose Marion and I will have to occupy occasionally;
and there is another house, which is known as the dower house, and which
is a very snug and comfortable abode. Now, it is quite clear that I am
the last sort of man to look after an estate. It would worry me most out
of my mind, and would be a perpetual annoyance.
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