“Mother was talking in the dark, but patience, one more day! Either father or Dick will bring the truth home with them.”
CHAPTER XI—AUNT JOSEPHA INTERFERES
“Nothing seems to have happened so long ago as an affair of Love.”
“To offend any person is the next foolish thing to being offended.”
“When you can talk of a new lover, you have forgotten the old one.”
LIFE is full of issues. Nothing happens just as we expect or prepare for it, and when the squire returned home late in the afternoon, weary but full of enthusiasm, he was yet ignorant concerning the likely nomination of Bradley for the united boroughs of Annis and Bradley. He had walked all of fourteen miles, and he told his wife proudly, that “Jonathan was more weary with the exercise than he was.”
“All the same, Annie,” he added, as he kissed her fondly, “I was glad to see Britton with the horse and gig at the foot of the hill. That was a bit of thy thoughtfulness. God bless thee, dearie!”
“Yes, it was. I knew thou hed not walked as much as tha ought to hev done while we were in London. I don’t want thy fine figure spoiled, but I thought thou would be tired enough when thou got to the foot of the hill.”