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I suppose that now it is useless for me to ask you to take
us all back this summer,--though it was promised; but I
hope you'll give me money to go up to the Primeros. It
would only be me and my maid. Julia Primero asked me to
stay with them when you first talked of not going up, and
I should not in the least object to reminding her, only
it should be done at once. Their house in Queen's Gate is
very large, and I know they've a room. They all ride, and
I should want a horse; but there would be nothing else,
as they have plenty of carriages, and the groom who rides
with Julia would do for both of us. Pray answer this at
once, papa.
Your affectionate daughter,
GEORGIANA LONGESTAFFE.
Mr. Longestaffe did condescend to read the letter. He, though he
had rebuked his mutinous daughter with stern severity, was also to
some extent afraid of her. At a sudden burst he could stand upon his
authority, and assume his position with parental dignity; but not the
less did he dread the wearing toil of continued domestic strife. He
thought that upon the whole his daughter liked a row in the house. If
not, there surely would not be so many rows. He himself thoroughly
hated them. He had not any very lively interest in life. He did not
read much; he did not talk much; he was not specially fond of eating
and drinking; he did not gamble, and he did not care for the farm. To
stand about the door and hall and public rooms of the clubs to which
he belonged and hear other men talk politics or scandal, was what
he liked better than anything else in the world. But he was quite
willing to give this up for the good of his family. He would be
contented to drag through long listless days at Caversham, and
endeavour to nurse his property, if only his daughter would allow it.
By assuming a certain pomp in his living, which had been altogether
unserviceable to himself and family, by besmearing his footmen's
heads, and bewigging his coachmen, by aping, though never achieving,
the grand ways of grander men than himself, he had run himself into
debt. His own ambition had been a peerage, and he had thought that
this was the way to get it. A separate property had come to his son
from his wife's mother,--some £2,000 or £3,000 a year, magnified by
the world into double its amount,--and the knowledge of this had
for a time reconciled him to increasing the burdens on the family
estates. He had been sure that Adolphus, when of age, would have
consented to sell the Sussex property in order that the Suffolk
property might be relieved. But Dolly was now in debt himself, and
though in other respects the most careless of men, was always on his
guard in any dealings with his father. He would not consent to the
sale of the Sussex property unless half of the proceeds were to be at
once handed to himself. The father could not bring himself to consent
to this, but, while refusing it, found the troubles of the world
very hard upon him.
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