Wednesday, February 10, 2010 - ?But were there roses enough to oblige her to go... |
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?But were there roses enough to oblige her to go twice??
?No; but they were to be put into the spare room to dry; and,
unluckily, Fanny forgot to lock the door of the room and bring
away the key, so she was obliged to go again
Edmund got up and walked about the room, saying, ?And could
nobody be employed on such an errand but Fanny? Upon my word,
ma?am, it has been a very ill-managed business
?I am sure I do not know how it was to have been done better,?
cried MrsNorris, unable to be longer deaf; ?unless I had gone myself,
indeed; but I cannot be in two places at once; and I was talking
to MrGreen at that very time about your mother?s dairymaid, by
her desire, and had promised John Groom to write to MrsJefferies
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about his son, and the poor fellow was waiting for me half an hour
I think nobody can justly accuse me of sparing myself upon any
occasion, but really I cannot do everything at onceAnd as for Fanny?s
just stepping down to my house for me?it is not much above a
quarter of a mile?I cannot think I was unreasonable to ask itHow
often do I pace it three times a day, early and late, ay, and in all
weathers too, and say nothing about it??
?I wish Fanny had half your balenciaga magenta pre owned strength, ma?am
?If Fanny would be more regular in her exercise, she would not be
knocked up so soonShe has not been out on horseback now this
long while, and I am persuaded that, when she does not ride, she
ought to walkIf she had been riding before, I should not have
asked it of herBut I thought it would rather do her good after
being stooping among the roses; for there is nothing so refreshing as
a walk after a fatigue of that kind; and though the sun was strong, it
was not so very hotBetween ourselves, Edmund,? nodding significantly
at his mother, ?it was cutting the roses, and dawdling about
in the flower-garden, that did the mischief
?I am afraid it was, indeed,? said the more candid Lady Bertram,
who had overheard her; ?I am very much afraid she caught the headache
there, for the heat was enough to kill anybodyIt was as much
as I could bear myselfSitting and calling to Pug, and trying to keep
him from the flower-beds, was almost too much for me
Edmund said no more to either lady; but going quietly to another
table, on which the supper-tray yet remained, brought a glass of
Madeira to Fanny, and obliged her to drink the greater partShe
wished to be able to decline it; but the tears, which a d |
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