The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
"Indeed I shall do no such thing," replied the fair lady, walking on;
and, while Edith and her uncle came slowly after, Sir Edward Digby and
the youngest Miss Croyland proceeded on their way, remaining silent
for some minutes, though each, to say the truth, was busily thinking
how the conversation which had been interrupted might best be renewed.
It was Zara who spoke first, however, looking suddenly up in her
companion's face with one of her bright and sparkling smiles, and
saying, "It is a strange house, is it not, Sir Edward? and we are a
strange family?"
"Nay, I do not see that," replied the young officer. "With every new
person whose acquaintance we make, we are like a traveller for the
first time in a foreign country, and must learn the secrets of the
land before we can find our way rightly."
"Oh, secrets enough here!" cried Zara. "Every one has his secret but
myself. I have none, thank God! My good father is full of them; Edith,
you see, has hers; my uncle is loaded with one even now, and eager to
disburden himself; but my aunt's are the most curious of all, for they
are everlasting; and not only that, but though most profound, they are
sure to be known in five minutes to the whole world. Try to conceal
them how she may, they are sure to drop out before the day is over;
and, whatever good schemes she may have against any one, no defence is
needed, for they are sure to frustrate themselves.--What are you
laughing at, Sir Edward? Has she begun upon you already?"
"Nay, not exactly upon me," answered Sir Edward Digby. "She certainly
did let drop some words which showed me, she had some scheme in her
head, though whom it referred to, I am at a loss to divine."
"Nay, nay, now you are not frank," cried the young lady. "Tell me this
moment, if you would have me hold you good knight and true! Was it me
or Edith that it was all about? Nay, do not shake your head, my good
friend, for I will know, depend upon it; and if you do not tell me, I
will ask my aunt myself----"
"Nay, for Heaven's sake, do not!" exclaimed Sir Edward. "You must not
make your aunt think that I am a tell-tale."
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