So it came about that he endured the ordeal of the lengthy engagement
without difficulty, and the girl wore his fancied sobriety and
self-control as a feather in her cap. When she related her achievement
to Ned and explained to him how much his character already owed to her
chastening influence, he admitted it without a blush, and solemnly
assured her that she had changed his whole attitude to the sex.
Now the man arrived, and they walked together by Beatland Corner,
southerly of Shaugh, upon the moor-edge.
Their talk was of the autumn wedding and the necessity for some active
efforts to decide their domicile. Cora was for a suburb of Plymouth,
but Ned wanted to live in the country outside. The shop she did not
mention after his recent strong expressions of aversion from it; but
she desired the first step to be such that transition to town might
easily follow, when marriage was accomplished and her power became
paramount.
They decided, at length, to visit certain places that stood between
town and country above Plymouth. There were Stoke and Mannamead to
see. A villa was Cora's ambition--a villa and two servants. Ned's
instincts, on the other hand, led to a small house and a large stable.
He owned some horses and took great part of his pleasure upon them.
Since possession of her own steed, however, Cora's regard for riding
had diminished. It was her way to be quickly satisfied with a new toy.
Now she spoke of a 'victoria,' so that when she was married she might
drive daily upon her shopping and her visiting.
"The thing is to begin well," she said. "People call according to your
house, and often the difference between nice blinds and common blinds
will decide women whether they'll visit a newcomer or not. With my
taste you can trust the outside of your home to look all right, Ned.
At Mannamead I saw the very sort of house I'd like for us to have.
Such a style, and I couldn't think what 'twas about it till I saw the
short blinds was all hung in bright shining brass rods across the
windows, and the window-boxes was all painted peacock-blue. 'I'll have
my house just like that!' I thought."
"So you shall--or any colour you please. And I'll have my stable smart
too, I promise you. White tiles all through. I shall have to do a bit
myself, you know--looking after the horses, I mean--but nobody will
know it."
"You'll keep a man, of course?"'
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