The Heir Presumptive and the Heir Apparent, Band 1Macmillan, 1892 |
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The Heir Presumptive and the Heir Apparent, Band 1 Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 1892 |
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Seite vii - It has been my fate in a long life of production', she complained in the preface to The Heir Presumptive and the Heir Apparent (1892), 'to be credited chiefly with the equivocal virtue of industry, a quality so excellent in morals, so little satisfactory in art.
Seite 143 - Ralph," said Mrs. Parke, throwing herself back on the sofa as in despair. "He has not gone away after all, and Frogmore has come. Oh, Mary! when I begged and implored you upon my knees to get him away, and not to let him meet Frogmore." Letitia threw herself back on her sofa while in the act of tying a pair of necessary strings. Her hands were trembling very perceptibly. She dropped the strings and flung her arms over her head in an outburst of tragical distress. Mary, on her part, had retired in...
Seite 265 - I can understand, dear," said Letitia, putting her arm round the arched shoulders, " that now you have made up your mind to marry you don't feel as if you could give it up. I don't ask you to give it up — but, oh, think how far better than an old man like that, it would be to have one that was really fond of you, one of your own age, a person that was natural ! Oh, Mary, hear me out. Father has settled to give him something, and we could make out between us what would be quite a fortune in Australia....
Seite 247 - Did you write that letter?" said Letitia, coming a step nearer. " You — that I trusted in with my whole heart — that I took out of this wretched place where you were starving, and made you as happy as the day is long. Was it you — that wrote to me like that, Mary Hill?" Mary was capable of no response. She fell back upon the window, and stood leaning against it, nervously twisting and untwisting her shawl. " Letitia," said the dowager, from behind, " don't agitate yourself — and me ; tell...
Seite 171 - ... opinions elicited no response ; if she was silent, as she most frequently was, nobody cared. But Lord Frogmore always heard her when she said anything, and asked her what she thought of this thing and that. It pleased poor Mary to be considered like other people, on the same level as the rest — whom inevitably in her own mind she had begun to regard with an involuntary responsive scorn as stupid and without feeling. She thought better of her neighbours because she herself was placed in her...
Seite 158 - I'll be Lord Frogmore some day." It was so. Uncle and father must give way to him. They would be put away into their niches and he would reign. This kept coming back into Lord Frogmore's mind as he walked about the place and inspected the gardens and shrubberies. It flew in upon his thoughts when they were occupied with matters quite different — little Duke's look and his childish confidence. " I'll be Lord Frogmore some day." It came back to him with a persistency which he disliked very much but...
Seite 132 - He walked with great activity and alertness — like a young man, people said — but there was indeed a special energy almost demonstrative in his activity which betrayed the fact that it was something of a wonder that he should be so active. He flourished his stick perhaps a little to make it apparent that he had no need of it. He eyed the group very curiously as he walked past them to the door — and then it was that he heard Ralph's cry, " Not from his uncle ? " At the sound of those words he...
Seite 25 - He began to open it out, fumbling at the string in a way which was very tantalizing to Letitia, who would have liked to pounce upon it and take it out of his hand. "Let me cut it," she said, producing scissors from the dressmaker's box which was on the table, and once more her eyes gave a gleam enough to set that troublesome paper on fire. "Thank you, but I like to save the string,
Seite 62 - He must have made a mistake again," she said to herself. She was late, every one had gone to dress for dinner, and the mistress of the house only lingered for a moment in the drawing-room to see that all was in order, to give a little pull to the curtains, and a little push to the chairs such as the mistress of the house always finds necessary when she is expecting guests, breaking the air of inevitable primness which the best of servants are apt to give. She looked round to see that all was right,...
Seite 112 - ... Every kind of humiliation and horror was in that contact to Mary. She tried in vain to draw herself out of his hold. " Ralph, oh, please let me go. I have got a message for you. That was why I asked you to come here." He laughed and leaned over her more than ever, disgusting more than words could say this shrinking woman, whom he believed in his heart he was treating as women love best to be treated. " Come, now," he said, " Mary, my love, don't go on pretending : as if I wasn't up to all these...