”
“Lady Ferringhall—alone?” Ennison exclaimed. ’
***
Everett, General Lord Charvill, master of a barony stretching over a wide estate
that encroached on the hundreds of Witham, Thurstable and Dengy, stood before
his own fireplace, glaring at his visitors from under bushy white brows from a
head held necessarily low above a back painfully bent by rheumatism. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. ‘And if you like, I will tell you why. "
The elderly domestic bowed, took up the case, and retired. ’
‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising
‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. Wild's busy. I never yet heard of a Christians
as was named after the Shannon or the Liffy; and the Thames is no better than a
dhurty puddle, compared wi' them two noble strames.
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