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given Mrs. Kirkpatrick an excellent English-made watch and chain; more clumsy but more serviceable than the little foreign elegance that had hung at her side so long, and misled her so often. Her preparations were thus in a very considerable state of forwardness, while Mr. Gibson had done nothing as yet towards any new arrangement or decoration of his house for his intended bride. He knew he ought to do something. But what? Where to begin, when so much was out of order, and he had so little time for superintendence? At length he came to the wise decision of asking one of the Miss Brownings, for old friendships sake, to take the trouble of preparing what was immediately requisite; and he resolved to leave all the more ornamental decorations that he proposed to the taste of his future wife. But before making his request, he had to tell of his engagement, which had hitherto been kept a secret from the townspeople, who had set down his frequent visits at the Towers to the score of the countesss health. He felt how he should have laughed in his sleeve at any middle-aged widower who came to him with a confession of the kind he had now to make to Miss Brownings, and disliked the idea of the necessary call; but it had to be done; so one evening he went in promiscuous, as they called it, and told them his story. At the end of the first chapterthat is to say, at the end of the story of Mr. Coxes calf- loveMiss Browning held up her hands in surprise. To think of Molly, as I have held in long-clothes, coming to have a lover! Well, to be sure! Sister Phbeshe was just coming into the roomheres a piece of news! Molly Gibson has got a lover! One may almost say shes had an offer! Mr. Gibson, may not one?and shes but sixteen! Seventeen, sister, said Miss Phbe, who piqued herself on knowing all about dear Mr. Gibsons domestic affairs. Seventeen, the 22nd of last June. Well, have it your own way! Seventeen, if you like to call her so! said Miss Browning impatiently. The fact is still the sameshes got a lover; and it seems to me she was in long-clothes only yesterday. Im sure I hope her course of true love will run smooth, said Miss Phbe. Now Mr. Gibson came in; for his story was not half told, and he did not want them to run away too far with the idea of Mollys love-affair. Molly knows nothing about it. I havent even named it to any one but you two, and to one other friend. I trounced Coxe well, and did my best to keep his attachmentas he calls itin bounds. But I was sadly puzzled what to do about Molly. Miss Eyre was away, and I couldnt leave them in the house together without any older woman. Oh, Mr. Gibson! why did you not send her to us? broke in Miss Browning. We would have done anything in our power for you; for your sake, as well as her poor dear mothers. Thank you. I know you would, but it wouldnt have done to have had her in Hollingford, just at the time of Coxes effervescence. Hes better now. His appetite has come back with double force, after the fasting he thought it right to exhibit. He had three helpings of black-currant dumpling yesterday. I am sure you are most liberal, Mr. Gibson. Three helpings! And, I daresay, butchers meat in proportion! Oh! I only named it because, with such very young men, its generally see-saw between appetite and love, and I thought the third helping a very good sign. But still, you know, what has happened once, may happen again. I dont know. Phbe had an offer of marriage oncesaid Miss Browning. Hush! sister. It might hurt his feelings to have it spoken about. Nonsense, child! Its five-and-twenty years ago; and his eldest daughter is married herself. |
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