Miles Tremenhere: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 2Maillard, Annette Marie
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Miles Tremenhere: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 2
Maillard, Annette Marie
English fiction
the neighbourhood; carriages of every description drove up to the Hall,
with inmates perfectly free, able, and willing; but when they left, the
only impression behind them was of their carriage-wheels on the
gravelled drive. Now all these attacks had become considerably
diminished, as time had shown their inefficacy. Strange to say, though
Juvenal had evinced no desire to marry on his own part, all his energies
(they were not legion) were called into play to effect an union for his
much-loved niece; and still stranger, that the three, loving her as they
did love her, should have one only thought in common, and be all equally
bent on the same scheme, which might probably separate her from them for
ever. But it is the course of a Christopher Columbian current in our
blood, to be always desirous of exploring some unknown territory. Such
was matrimonial ground to them, and they felt curious to watch its
effect upon others, personal experience being denied, or not desired by
themselves. Minnie was sadly perplexed among them;--they forced her to
think of marriage, when she otherwise would have been much more
innocently employed; and, unfortunately for them, she had not the
slightest idea of condensing all her thoughts on any one of those whom
they had chosen. The lawyer pressed her hand--the squire conferred the
same honour on her toe, as she stepped on his hand to mount her horse;
and the most sincere, as it is ever the case, stood half awkwardly
aloof, and sighed as he whispered to the winds, which blew it heaven
knows where--"Pretty Minnie Dalzell! I shall never win her; she's too
fair for a poor curate's home!"
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