The Manoeuvring Mother (vol. 3 of 3)Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
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The Manoeuvring Mother (vol. 3 of 3)
Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
English fiction -- 19th century
Christobelle was happy to do so, and by that action she gratified
her mother, who sat by her, proudly happy to witness his lordship's
vexation at the conduct of Captain Ponsonby. Every one appeared happy
but Christobelle: she saw every face decked with smiles, and each
person appeared contented with the merriment of the scene. She alone
sat ill at ease, and received no satisfaction in the attentions of
Lord Farnborough and his friend. She wished to be silent and alone:
she wished to think over the events of the morning, and reckon
with her heart. She wished to ascertain if her disquietude arose
from unrequited friendship, or whether she indeed loved Sir John
Spottiswoode. The noble friendships which Christobelle had contemplated
in history, teemed with grand and inspiring actions, but she read not
of eyes turned away from the object, or misery created through jealous
misgivings. If she loved Sir John Spottiswoode, what would become of
her, should another engross his attention and his heart? While she
was lingering with him among the cliffs of the Lochleven, all was so
tranquil, so happy, so calmly and fearlessly happy! Why was it not so
with her in this gay group?
Christobelle was lost to all sound, till a general move was made. The
tables were abandoned to the attendants, and the party retired to the
extremity of the little island, to amuse themselves till the boats were
again loaded with the spoil of the entertainment. Christobelle was
attended by Lord Farnborough and Captain Ponsonby, who appeared tacitly
determined to struggle for her attention, and annoy each other.
"Miss Wetheral," said his lordship, "you will honour me by accepting my
arm _now_."
"Miss Wetheral cannot desert her old companion," remarked Captain
Ponsonby, again stepping forward and taking her hand; but Christobelle
withdrew it.
"I should like to understand your claims to Miss Wetheral's notice,
Ponsonby."
"Never mind, my good fellow. A lady possesses her own right to select
and approve."
"Am I to understand, Miss Wetheral, that Captain Ponsonby is selected
by you?"
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