The parvenu family; or, Phoebe: girl and wife . nd of entering in her childswake. Dresses must be got, etc. But while they were exchanging theircongratulations, the post brought twoletters—one from Mr. Pringle, junior, theother from Mrs. Pringle, senior. 1^4 PJiccbe. The first ran to the effect that Phoebewas on no account to think of comingas yet; that the family did not wish it; shemust wait. By-and-by it would be allsmoothed away, and they would be glad tosee her; now her coming might destroyall. In the other Mrs. Pringle wrote, coldlyenouorh that Mr. Prino^le had an in-dcscribable repugnan
The parvenu family; or, Phoebe: girl and wife . nd of entering in her childswake. Dresses must be got, etc. But while they were exchanging theircongratulations, the post brought twoletters—one from Mr. Pringle, junior, theother from Mrs. Pringle, senior. 1^4 PJiccbe. The first ran to the effect that Phoebewas on no account to think of comingas yet; that the family did not wish it; shemust wait. By-and-by it would be allsmoothed away, and they would be glad tosee her; now her coming might destroyall. In the other Mrs. Pringle wrote, coldlyenouorh that Mr. Prino^le had an in-dcscribable repugnance to seeing her case of his son was different. Thatshe herself, badly treated as she had beenin the transaction, considered it onlyChristian to overlook the past; but shecould quite understand Mr. Pringles strongopinions on the subject. For the presentit would be out of the question to think ofsceino; their sons wife. The house wasJull. Poor little Phoebe ! And the black boxhad been already brought down, and the•dresses selected!. CHAPTER XII. SKIRMISHING. When Mr. Brookfield reached JoliffesCourt, after his Httle expedition, he soonlearned what had taken place. Here, I find your work, he said toAdelaide. Now I see you wish to standas low as possible in my opinion. Well, she said, returning his con-temptuous look, perhaps so. Or, perhapsI wished to show you that I am not theweak inferior cypher that you have set medown to be. That is a gratuitous assumption, heanswered ; but it was certainly a very VOL. III. lO 146 Phwbc. pitiful exhibition of your power, such as • • )7 It IS. I told you that I wished to please you,and to stand well with you. You laughedat the notion. I may now take a freak ofmaking- you respect my abilities, if you willnot my character. He shook his head. This is all very childish, excuse me forsaying so. I was talking lightly. Youturn everything into a sort of melo-dra-matic or high tragedy vein—why, I amsure, is incomprehensible to me. As
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