. Wives and daughters : an every-day story . uponMolly as a badly-dressed, and rather awkward girl, with black hairand an intelligent face, who might help him in the task he had sethimself of keeping up a bright general conversation during the restof the evening; might help him—if she would, but she would thought him unfeeling in his talkativeness ; his constant flow ofwords upon indifferent subjects was a wonder and a repulsion to could he go on so cheerfully while his mother sat there, scarcelyeating anything, and doing her best, with ill-success, to swallow downthe tears tha
. Wives and daughters : an every-day story . uponMolly as a badly-dressed, and rather awkward girl, with black hairand an intelligent face, who might help him in the task he had sethimself of keeping up a bright general conversation during the restof the evening; might help him—if she would, but she would thought him unfeeling in his talkativeness ; his constant flow ofwords upon indifferent subjects was a wonder and a repulsion to could he go on so cheerfully while his mother sat there, scarcelyeating anything, and doing her best, with ill-success, to swallow downthe tears that would keep rising to her eyes ; when his fathers hea\ybrow was deeply clouded, and he evidently cared nothing—at first atleast—for all the chatter his son poured forth ? Had Mr. RogerHaniley no sympathy in him ? She would show that she had some,at any rate. So she quite declined the part, which he had hopedshe would have taken, of respondent, and possible questioner ; andhis work became more and more like that of a man walking in a. DniFTINO INTO DANGER. 85 qnftf^mirc. Onco the squiro ronsoj himself to speak to the hutlcr;he filt the nceil of otitwaid stimulus—of a hotter vintago than usual. * Bring up a bottlo of the Burgundy with the yellow seal. IIo spoke low ; he had no spirit to speak in hia usual voice. Thebutler answered in tlio samo tonr?. Molly sitting n.\ir them, andfiilent herself, hoard what they said. If you please, sir, there arc not above six bottles of that sealleft; and it is Mr. Osbornes favourite wine. The squiro turned round with a growl in his voice. Bring up a bottle of the liurgundy with the yellow seal, asI said. The butler went away wonderin,;^. Mr. Osbornes likes anddislikes had been the law of the house in general until now. If hohad liked any particular food or drink, any seat or place, any specialdegree of warmth or coolness, his wishes were to bo attended to; forhe was the heir, and ho was delicate, and he was the clover one oftho family.
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