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The Heir Of Bendersleigh; Or, The Freemason's Promise.
' '" Oh , that's it , is it ? " exclaimed Mr . Grainger , abstractedly . ' " Archibald Baker and Margaret Marshall , " replied Gabriel , reading from the parchment produced . " That ' s right , Hunter , " said Mr . Grainger , rising , and putting on his hat . " I'm going over to Mrs . Marshall's , and shall not be back till late . Tell Elliotson , when he comes , to follow me over there . I shall not be
back to the office again until to-morrow morning . " _ " Very good , sir , " replied Gabriel , as he opened the door for Mr . Grainger , who walked out of the office deeply absorbed in thought .
CHAPTER IL—T HE PBOPOSITION , AND ITS BECEPTIOX AT TUB COTTAGE . IT was but natural that Harriet Marshall should confide the secret of her attachment to her sister , Mrs . William Clmcey , because , pleasing - and . blissful as that attachment wasits happiness was heightened in Harriet ' s
, heart by the secret being confided to one who woidd experience happiness iu the knowledge that she herself was happy . Since the pic-nic party oh the hill Harriet had seemed to exist in a blissful dream . Her young heart had never known wdiat love was until Henry Elliotson breathed lt . m her ear , and then she drank in at once the delicious rapture which
a first affection gives , and which , when once created , knows , no change . How eagerly she watched the coming of her lover each day , it were vain to tell ; with what delight she wandered with him in the evenings through the fields—all Nature ' s loveliness , enchanting as it was , unheeded by her—it were impossible to describe . The two lovers lived in a world created by themselves , and so from day to day , and almost hour by hour , the lovers and
their strong affection grew . Thus smoothly ran course , they never dreamt of any chance that might bring a ruffle on its surface . Henry Elliotson was now a constant visitor at the little cottage on . the river ' s bank , where he was ever received by every inmate of that little dwelling as a welcome guest . Bachel never missed an opportunity of sounding his praises in the ears of any one who was inclined to bsten to her , but more especially to Jacob , to whom Henry Elliotson was constantly held up as a great pattern for Jacob—at a great distance , of course—to emulate .
"Have we had any visitors to-day , Bachel ? " enquired Mrs . William Chacey ,-as she entered the parlour with her sister , having just returned from a morning walk . __ - " Oh , Mrs . 'William , Mr . Grainger has been here this hour , and is m the drawing-room with Missis , now , " replied Bachel . ¦ " Mr . Grainger here ! " exclaimed Mrs . William Chacey , in a tone of
surprise . " Mi ' . Grainger here , my dear ? " repeated she , inquiringly , to Harriet . Harriet , having divested herself of her walking attire , proceeded to the drawing-room , where she found Mr . Grainger and the old lady , with several papers before them . " Oli , here is Miss Harriet , " said Mr . Grainger , as she entered .
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The Heir Of Bendersleigh; Or, The Freemason's Promise.
' '" Oh , that's it , is it ? " exclaimed Mr . Grainger , abstractedly . ' " Archibald Baker and Margaret Marshall , " replied Gabriel , reading from the parchment produced . " That ' s right , Hunter , " said Mr . Grainger , rising , and putting on his hat . " I'm going over to Mrs . Marshall's , and shall not be back till late . Tell Elliotson , when he comes , to follow me over there . I shall not be
back to the office again until to-morrow morning . " _ " Very good , sir , " replied Gabriel , as he opened the door for Mr . Grainger , who walked out of the office deeply absorbed in thought .
CHAPTER IL—T HE PBOPOSITION , AND ITS BECEPTIOX AT TUB COTTAGE . IT was but natural that Harriet Marshall should confide the secret of her attachment to her sister , Mrs . William Clmcey , because , pleasing - and . blissful as that attachment wasits happiness was heightened in Harriet ' s
, heart by the secret being confided to one who woidd experience happiness iu the knowledge that she herself was happy . Since the pic-nic party oh the hill Harriet had seemed to exist in a blissful dream . Her young heart had never known wdiat love was until Henry Elliotson breathed lt . m her ear , and then she drank in at once the delicious rapture which
a first affection gives , and which , when once created , knows , no change . How eagerly she watched the coming of her lover each day , it were vain to tell ; with what delight she wandered with him in the evenings through the fields—all Nature ' s loveliness , enchanting as it was , unheeded by her—it were impossible to describe . The two lovers lived in a world created by themselves , and so from day to day , and almost hour by hour , the lovers and
their strong affection grew . Thus smoothly ran course , they never dreamt of any chance that might bring a ruffle on its surface . Henry Elliotson was now a constant visitor at the little cottage on . the river ' s bank , where he was ever received by every inmate of that little dwelling as a welcome guest . Bachel never missed an opportunity of sounding his praises in the ears of any one who was inclined to bsten to her , but more especially to Jacob , to whom Henry Elliotson was constantly held up as a great pattern for Jacob—at a great distance , of course—to emulate .
"Have we had any visitors to-day , Bachel ? " enquired Mrs . William Chacey ,-as she entered the parlour with her sister , having just returned from a morning walk . __ - " Oh , Mrs . 'William , Mr . Grainger has been here this hour , and is m the drawing-room with Missis , now , " replied Bachel . ¦ " Mr . Grainger here ! " exclaimed Mrs . William Chacey , in a tone of
surprise . " Mi ' . Grainger here , my dear ? " repeated she , inquiringly , to Harriet . Harriet , having divested herself of her walking attire , proceeded to the drawing-room , where she found Mr . Grainger and the old lady , with several papers before them . " Oli , here is Miss Harriet , " said Mr . Grainger , as she entered .