This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1859 edition. Excerpt: ...Mrs. P. holding secret converse with herself after this fashion: "He shall be a lawyer, or the boy will certainly go to sea; and what shall I do with his sisters--what, indeed? If he knew of his estates, the world wouldn't hold him. Heir, indeed!--to what--to poverty and pride. And so his father must needs ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1859 edition. Excerpt: ...Mrs. P. holding secret converse with herself after this fashion: "He shall be a lawyer, or the boy will certainly go to sea; and what shall I do with his sisters--what, indeed? If he knew of his estates, the world wouldn't hold him. Heir, indeed!--to what--to poverty and pride. And so his father must needs marry again, must he? Well, I hear he's got a shrew in Spain, and a foreigner, too, who wants to keep her darlings on my children's wealth. Well, well--'.I've been wrong."--but here the pony coming up took off Mrs. P. and her solitary soliloquy. Madge had heard enough to set her pondering on the best use to make of it, and she was not long in discovering the party most interested in the discussion; for, when the children were wending their steps to the post, Madge first discovered from their conversation, and then by their surprise and anxiety to hear more, that she had caught the right birds in her trap. We shall be the less surprised to meet Madge again, for a year has elapsed and she is on her way to the fair near where we encountered her before. I said that the wood spread over many miles, and when the mansion was tenanted in former years, lodges and gamekeepers' cottages broke the loneliness of the scene, for here and there the curling smoke indicated life, which was a rare thing now, for life was too mingled up with lawlessness to make itself conspicuous. One cottage, although it had been long closed, always bore a cheerful hue; for it received the full south sun and it was situated at a point near which was a cross by-path from the village through the forest to the town, and at such times as the fair, many wended their steps thither, fearless of the danger they apprehended in the wintry days. Emerging, therefore, from this path...
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