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Crawley and her nephew. He gave up hunting; he declined entertainments at Fuddleston: he would not dine with the mess of the depot at Mudbury: his great pleasure was to stroll over to Crawley parsonagewhither Miss Crawley came too; and as their mamma was ill, why not the children with Miss Sharp? So the children (little dears!) came with Miss Sharp; and of an evening some of the party would walk back together. Not Miss Crawleyshe preferred her carriagebut the walk over the Rectory fields, and in at the little park wicket, and through the dark plantation, and up the checkered avenue to Queens Crawley, was charming in the moonlight to two such lovers of the picturesque as the Captain and Miss Rebecca. O those stars, those stars! Miss Rebecca would say, turning her twinkling green eyes up towards them. I feel myself almost a spirit when I gaze upon them. OahGadyes, so do I exactly, Miss Sharp, the other enthusiast replied. You dont mind my cigar, do you, Miss Sharp? Miss Sharp loved the smell of a cigar out of doors beyond everything in the worldand she just tasted one too, in the prettiest way possible, and gave a little puff, and a little scream, and a little giggle, and restored the delicacy to the Captain, who twirled his moustache, and straightway puffed it into a blaze that glowed quite red in the dark plantation, and sworeJove awGadawits the finest segaw I ever smoked in the world aw, for his intellect and conversation were alike brilliant and becoming to a heavy young dragoon. Old Sir Pitt, who was taking his pipe and beer, and talking to John Horrocks about a ship that was to be killed, espied the pair so occupied from his study-window, and with dreadful oaths swore that if it wasnt for Miss Crawley, hed take Rawdon and bundle un out of doors, like a rogue as he was. He be a badn, sure enough, Mr. Horrocks remarked; and his man Flethers is wuss, and have made such a row in the housekeepers room about the dinners and hale, as no lord would makebut I think Miss Sharps a match forn, Sir Pitt, he added, after a pause. And so, in truth, she wasfor father and son too. |
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