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Barrington

Chapter 2 AT HOME AGAIN

Word Count: 3478    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

promised visit. If the epistle was not very long, it was a grumble from beginning to end. "Nobody would know," wrote he, "it was the same regiment poor Colonel Hunt

arades, and inspections, and, worse again, all leave is stopped. If I was not in the best of temper with the service before, you may judge how I feel towards it now. In fact, if it were not that I expect my father back in England by the middle of May, I 'd send in my papers and leave at once. How I fall back now in memory to the happy days of my ramble with you, and wonder if I shall ever see the like again. And how I hate myself for not having felt at the time how i

this young fellow, spoiled and petted as he was as a child,-denied nothing, pampered as though he were a

said Barrington, hurriedly, and again addressed himself to the lette

at has called for the very choic

ith heart and soul,-a noble

to the name that calls

really important, that satisfies me a right good common lawyer has been lost by his being a soldier.' And here, again he recurs to him: it is with reference to certain documents: 'S. persists in believing that with proper diligence these may be recovered; he says that it is a common practice with the Moonshees to retain papers, in the hope of their being one day deemed of value; and he is fully persuade

r friend now," said Miss Barrington, as she ha

young fellow who has been refused a leave. I have no doubt Hunter was too easy-tempered to have been strict in discipline, and the chances a

ke tyranny more than he hates unpopularity; a

o, I entreat of you, for he will

not the regiment und

e Major leaves Ireland. There are innumerable little details which he sees ought to be discussed between us; and so

not make the sa

ed by Fortune that we can afford to

rrington; neither you nor I are such interesting

t sorry the while to draw the discussion into a less stern field. "Come, come, Dinah," said he, gayly, "let us put out a few b

bility of their enjoying themselves, Peter;

Dill has really made you the perfect housekeeper she boast

d only have Pol

Dinah, haughtily. "I have not, so far as I am aware

that your equal is n

s be bought by a mock-turtle soup,

that he comes back to the rest of the dinner w

l of fare, he said, 'Will you kindly let me look at the cause list.' Prepare yourself, Josephine, for an avalanche of law anecdotes and Old Bailey stori

ance there might be of a compromise. Who knows what success might have attended the suggestion if the old lawyer had but employed any other word! Compromise, however, sounded to his ears like an unworthy concession,-a surrender of George's honor. Compromise might mean money for his granddaughter, and shame to her father's memory. Not, indeed, that Withering was, as a man, one to counsel such a course, but Withering was a lawyer, and in the same spirit that he would have taken a verdict for half his claim

eed, he had no more fear of exhausting his fortune than he felt as to out-drinking his cellar. There was enough there, as he often said, for those who should come after him. And now, what a change! He stood actually appalled at the thought of a mortgage for less than a thousand pounds. But so it is; the cockboat may be more to a man than was once the three-decker. The cottage was his all now; that lost, and they were houseless. Was it not a bold thing to risk everything on one more throw? There was the point over which he now pondered as he walked slowly along in the little shady alley between the laurel hedges. He had no friend nearer his he

te; but let us be just in our severity, and let us own that a man's belongings, his associates, his-what common parlance calls-friends, are the mere accidents of his station, and they no more accompany him in his fall than do the luxuries he has forfeited. From the level from which he has lapsed they have not descended. They are there, living to-day as they lived yesterday. If their sympathy is not with him, it is because neither are they themselves; they cross each other no more. Such friendships are like the contracts made with a crew for a particular voyage,-they end with the cruise. No man ev

and re-read it. Somehow, it was hard to say why, it did not read so promisingly as at first. The difficulties to be encountered were very stubborn ones, so much so that he very palpably hinted how much better some amicable settlement would be than an open contest wherein legal subtlety and craft should be evoked. There was so much of that matter always taken for granted, to be proved, to be demonstrated true on evidence, that it actually looked appalling. "Of the searches and inquiries instituted in India," wrote Withering, "I can speak but vaguely; but I own the ve

o powerful, the odds against them were too great; the India Board had only to protract and prolong the case and they must be beaten from sheer exhaustion. How, then, should he reconcile her to mortgaging the last remnant of al

ways and habits, and every trick of his manner. Let me own that these, even more than any qualities of sterling worth, endeared her to her grandfather; and just as he had often declared no rank or position that could befall George would have been above his deserts, so he averred that if Josephine were to be t

ortly afterwards a half-shambling shuffling step on the gravel. Before he had time to s

; "has the change of weather d

ee you before but for the pains, and that old fool Dill-a greater fool myself for trusting him-made me

ily believe, the most sover

was n't a bit of skin left on my lips, and when I wiped the perspiration off my head my hair came off too. Aquafortis is like egg-flip com

my sister of y

and that I ought to have taken a brisk walk, and I only able to creep; and only one spoonful at a time, and it was th

t the play of the Major's features, which during the na

we'll give you something bett

dow as I came by,-a good-looking young woman

n Ireland; and as to skin, she

hat; he was about three shad

t-looking fellow in the King's army, and as

The thought, however, of administering a rebuke to any one within the precincts of his home was so repugnant to Barrington's nature, that he had scarcely uttered the word

yly; "but I never saw any pleasure

recisely the very money t

s? There it is again; it's making straight for th

friends to pass a day or so with me here. Will y

long at my leisure," said the Major, as Barr

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