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Wives and Daughters

Chapter 4 MR. GIBSON'S NEIGHBOURS.

Word Count: 5135    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

she was nearly seventeen. She had become a visitor at the school, but she had never gone again to the annual festival at the great house; it was easy to find some exc

often envied the fluency of his garrulous father, who delighted in talking to everybody, and was perfectly unconscious of the incoherence of his conversation. But, owing to his constitutional reserve and shyness, Lord Hollingford was not a popular man although his kindness of heart was very great, his simplicity of character extreme, and his scientific acquirements considerable enough to entitle him to much reputation in the European republic of learned men. In this respect Hollingford was proud of him. The inhabitants knew that the great, grave, clumsy heir to its fealty w

oud of him, and his father very fond, but ever so little afraid of him. His friends were always welcomed by Lord and Lady Cumnor; the former, indeed, was in the habit of welcoming everybody everywhere; but it was a proof of Lady Cumnor's real affection for her distinguished

folds of white muslin, put on his black knee-breeches, with bunches of ribbon at the sides, his silk stockings and buckled shoes, and otherwise made himself excessively uncomfortable in his attire, and went forth in state in a post-chaise from the "George," consoling himself in the private corner of his heart for the discomfort he was enduring with the idea of how well it would sound the next day in the ears of the squires whom he was in the habit of attending: "Yesterday at dinner the earl said," or "the countess remarked," or "I was surprised to hear when I was dining at the Towers yesterday." But somehow things had changed since Mr. Gibson had become "the doctor" par excellence at Hollingford. Miss Brownings thought that it was because he had such an elegant figure, and "such a distinguished manner;" Mrs. Goodenough, "because of his aristocratic connections"-"the son of a Scotch duke, my dear, never min

el that they must treat him with respect; so on that head he was assured. The grandeur of being an invited guest to dinner at the Towers from time to time

. Each could rely on the other's respect and sympathy with a security unknown to many who call themselves friends; and this was a source of happiness to both; to Mr. Gibson the most so, of course; for his range of intelligent and cultivated society was the smaller. Indeed, there was no one equal to himself among the men with whom he associated, and this he had felt as a depressing influence, although he never recognized the cause of his depression. There was Mr. Ashton, the vicar, who had succeeded Mr. Browning, a thoroughly good and kind-hearted man, but one without an original thought in him; whose habitual courtesy and indolent mind led him to agree to every opinion, not palpably heterodox, and to utter platitudes in the most gentlemanly manner. Mr. Gibson had once or twice amused himself, by leading the vicar on in his agreeable admissions of arguments "as perfectly convincing," and of statements as "curious but undoubted," till he had planted the poor clergyman in a bog of heretical bewilderment. But then Mr. Ashton's pain and suffering at suddenly finding out into what a theological predicament he

e scruple about it; but if you'll allow me to suggest, it is, that you s

ence, and I have no doubt what you say is quite true. I shouldn't make talk, but talk; and as both a

and, I should think, not to yourself. But pr

ossibly, madam." But he said it in so courteous a manner that Mrs. Goodenough looked round in a gratified way, as much as to say, "The Church confirms my words; who now will dare dispute them?" At any rate, the Hamleys were a very old family, if not aborigines. They had not increased their estate for centuries; they had held their own, if even with an effort, and had not sold a rood of it for the last hundred years or so. But they were not an adventurous race. They never traded, or speculated, or tried agricultural improvements of any kind. They had no capital in any bank; nor what perhaps would have been more in character, hoards of gold in any stocking. Their mode of life was simple, and more like that of yeomen than squires. Indeed Squire Hamley, by continuing the primitive manners and customs of his forefathers, the squires of the eighteenth century, did live more as a yeoman, when such a class existed, than as a squire of this generation. There was a dignity in this quiet conservatism that gained him an immense amount of respect both from high and low; and he might have visited at every house in the county had he so chosen. But he was very indifferent to the charms of society; and perhaps this was owing to the fact that the squire, Roger Hamley, who at present lived and reigned at Hamley, had not received so good an education

l that, she used sometimes to wish that he would recognize the fact that there might still be something worth hearing and seeing in the great city. But he never went there again, and though he did not prohibit her going, yet he showed so little sympathy with her when she came back full of what she had done on her visit that she ceased caring to go. Not but what he was kind and willing in giving his consent, and in furnishing her amply with money. "There, there, my little woman, take that! Dress yourself up as fine as any on 'em, and buy what you like, for the credit of Hamley of Hamley; and go to the park and the play, and show off with the

ter, in default of any other. Roger was two years younger than Osborne; clumsy and heavily built, like his father; his face was square, and the expression grave, and rather immobile. He was good, but dull, his schoolmasters said. He won no prizes, but brought home a favourable report of his conduct. When he caressed his mother, she used laughingly to allude to the fable of the lap-dog and the donkey; so thereafter he left off all personal demonstration of affection. It was a great question as to whether he was to follow his brother to college after he left Rugby. Mrs. Hamley thought it would be rather a throwing away of money, as he was so little likely to distinguish himself in intellectual pursuits; anything practical-such as a civil engineer-would be more the kind of life for him. She thought that it would be too mortifying for him to go to the same college and university as his brother, who was sure to distinguish himself-and, to be repeatedly plucked, to come away wooden-spoon at last. But his father persevered doggedly, as was his wont, in his intention of giving both his sons the same education; they should both have the advantages of which he had been deprived. If Roger did not do well at Cambridge it would be his own fault. If his father did not send him thither, some day or other he might be regretting the omission, as the Squire

eful watching of her symptoms he might mitigate her bodily pain. Besides all these reasons, he took great pleasure in the Squire's society. Mr. Gibson enjoyed the other's unreasonableness; his quaintness; his strong conservatism in religion, politics, and morals. Mrs. Hamley tried sometimes to apologize for, or to soften away, opinions which she fancied were offensive to the doctor, or contradictions which she thought too abrup

ip of his child, in fact; but he put it to himself in quite a different way. He thought her lessons and her regular course of employment would be interrupted. The life in Mrs. Hamley's heated and scented room would not be good for the girl; Osborne a

sit from Molly; an offer which Mrs. Hamley received with the "open arms of

t start an original thought. The young man was cautious and slow; he would never do any harm by his rashness, but at the same time he would always be a little behind his day. Still Mr. Gibson remembered that he had had far worse "young gentlemen" to deal with; and was content with, if not thankful for, such an elder pupil as Mr. Wynne. Mr. Coxe was a boy of nineteen or so, with brilliant red hair, and a tolerably red face, of both of which he was very conscious and much ashamed. He was the son of an Indian officer, an old acquaintance of Mr. Gibson's. Major Coxe was at some unpronounceable station in the Punjaub, at the present time; but the year before

the pestle and mortar carried into the dra

s himself, then?" aske

he won't have to swallow them himself. And he'll have the run of the pomfret cakes, and the conserve of h

but even to submit to the indignity of pill-making. He was consoled for all these rubs by Mr. Gibson's manner at last when the supreme moment of final parting arrived. The doctor did not say much; but there

king gross and startling blunders. Mr. Gibson used to tell him that his motto would always be "kill or cure," and to this Mr. Coxe once made answer that he thought it was the best motto a doctor could have; for if he could not cure the patient, it was surely best to get him out of his misery quietly, and at once. Mr. Wynne looked up in surprise, and observed that he should be afraid that such putting out of misery might be looked upon as homicide by some people. Mr.

old Nancy Grant, and you've ordered her this medicine,

up to their precepts? You've a great deal to learn yet, Mr

aid Mr. Wynne, in a tone of utter desp

been told that murder was a crime by your mother; you'd be thinking you were doing as you were bid, and quote old Gibson's words when you came to be tried. 'Please, my lord judg

that scoffin

thing else that I know of, I would run off to India. I hate stifling rooms, and

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1 Chapter 1 THE DAWN OF A GALA DAY.2 Chapter 2 A NOVICE AMONGST THE GREAT FOLK.3 Chapter 3 MOLLY GIBSON'S CHILDHOOD.4 Chapter 4 MR. GIBSON'S NEIGHBOURS.5 Chapter 5 CALF-LOVE.6 Chapter 6 A VISIT TO THE HAMLEYS.7 Chapter 7 FORESHADOWS OF LOVE PERILS.8 Chapter 8 DRIFTING INTO DANGER.9 Chapter 9 THE WIDOWER AND THE WIDOW.10 Chapter 10 A CRISIS.11 Chapter 11 MAKING FRIENDSHIP.12 Chapter 12 PREPARING FOR THE WEDDING.13 Chapter 13 MOLLY GIBSON'S NEW FRIENDS.14 Chapter 14 MOLLY FINDS HERSELF PATRONIZED.15 Chapter 15 THE NEW MAMMA.16 Chapter 16 THE BRIDE AT HOME.17 Chapter 17 TROUBLE AT HAMLEY HALL.18 Chapter 18 MR. OSBORNE'S SECRET.19 Chapter 19 CYNTHIA'S ARRIVAL.20 Chapter 20 MRS. GIBSON'S VISITORS.21 Chapter 21 THE HALF-SISTERS.22 Chapter 22 THE OLD SQUIRE'S TROUBLES.23 Chapter 23 OSBORNE HAMLEY REVIEWS HIS POSITION.24 Chapter 24 MRS. GIBSON'S LITTLE DINNER.25 Chapter 25 HOLLINGFORD IN A BUSTLE.26 Chapter 26 A CHARITY BALL.27 Chapter 27 FATHER AND SONS.28 Chapter 28 RIVALRY.29 Chapter 29 BUSH-FIGHTING.30 Chapter 30 OLD WAYS AND NEW WAYS.31 Chapter 31 A PASSIVE COQUETTE.32 Chapter 32 COMING EVENTS.33 Chapter 33 BRIGHTENING PROSPECTS.34 Chapter 34 A LOVER'S MISTAKE.35 Chapter 35 THE MOTHER'S MAN UVRE.36 Chapter 36 DOMESTIC DIPLOMACY.37 Chapter 37 A FLUKE, AND WHAT CAME OF IT.38 Chapter 38 MR. KIRKPATRICK, Q.C.39 Chapter 39 SECRET THOUGHTS OOZE OUT.40 Chapter 40 MOLLY GIBSON BREATHES FREELY.41 Chapter 41 GATHERING CLOUDS.42 Chapter 42 THE STORM BURSTS.43 Chapter 43 CYNTHIA'S CONFESSION.44 Chapter 44 MOLLY GIBSON TO THE RESCUE.45 Chapter 45 CONFIDENCES.46 Chapter 46 HOLLINGFORD GOSSIPS.47 Chapter 47 SCANDAL AND ITS VICTIMS.48 Chapter 48 AN INNOCENT CULPRIT.49 Chapter 49 MOLLY GIBSON FINDS A CHAMPION.50 Chapter 50 CYNTHIA AT BAY.51 Chapter 51 TROUBLES NEVER COME ALONE. 52 Chapter 52 SQUIRE HAMLEY'S SORROW.53 Chapter 53 UNLOOKED-FOR ARRIVALS.54 Chapter 54 MOLLY GIBSON'S WORTH IS DISCOVERED.55 Chapter 55 AN ABSENT LOVER RETURNS.56 Chapter 56 OFF WITH THE OLD LOVE, AND ON WITH THE NEW. 57 Chapter 57 BRIDAL VISITS AND ADIEUX.58 Chapter 58 REVIVING HOPES AND BRIGHTENING PROSPECTS.59 Chapter 59 MOLLY GIBSON AT HAMLEY HALL.60 Chapter 60 ROGER HAMLEY'S CONFESSION.