The Honble Mrs Vereker

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTEB XII. Singing he was, or fluting all the day; He was as fresh as is the month of May. That young man over there, indicating Bobby by a wave of her hand; Blair I think is his name. Tell me, my dear, what Blair is he ? said she. Lady Bessy laughed. He's Bobby Blair, she said. The old squire, who was...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTEB XII. Singing he was, or fluting all the day; He was as fresh as is the month of May. That young man over there, indicating Bobby by a wave of her hand; Blair I think is his name. Tell me, my dear, what Blair is he ? said she. Lady Bessy laughed. He's Bobby Blair, she said. The old squire, who was the father of the saucy little coquette, glanced at the ottoman where his daughter sat with her extremely attentive cavalier, and sheered off from Lady Bessy (whose face was now turned to Mrs. Mackenzie), ' probably with a view to making inquiries about Mr. Blair on his own account. Yes, I daresay, doubtfully. Bobby, with a glance at the unconscious young man in question, is quite the sort of?of?undisciplined name I should associate with a person of his style. I mean of course the young man so reprehensibly taken up with Miss Carton. What Blair is he ? I'm sure I don't know, even though he is my cousin, said Lady Bessy with a little shrug, and a little reminder. Bobby in a clear, distinct tone that reached the ottoman where Mr. Blair was sitting very close to his companion. Who are you ? Mrs. Mackenzie wants to know. The last scion of a most respectable race, responded Bobby meekly if promptly. Then you should get married at once. It's your obvious duty, said Lady Bessy with an almost imperceptible sneer. So I shall, the moment I find anyone who will have me, with an ardent look at Miss Carton, who refused to accept it, and flung it back at him with a dark and lovely glance from her own eyes. Alas that moment seems a long way off;?still, I promise you, to Lady Bessy, I shall marry the very instant I can get someone?I know? another speaking glance at Miss Carton? to say ' Yes' to me. I expect you'll...