The Last Chronicle of Barset

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The Last Chronicle of Barset Anthony Trollope

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  ’Imustknowmoreofthis,sir,beforeyouleavethehouse,’saidLadyDemolines。Hesawthatbetweenthemboththeremightprobablybeaverybadquarterofanhourinstoreforhim;buthesworetohimselfthatnounionofdragonandtigressshouldextractfromhimawordthatcouldbetakenasapromiseofmarriage。

  Theoldwomanwasnowkneelingbytheheadofthesofa,andJohnnywasstandingclosebyherside。SuddenlyMadalinaopenedhereyes——openedthemverywide,andgazedaroundher。Thenslowlysheraisedherselfonthesofa,andturnedherfacefirstuponhermotherandthenuponJohnny。’Youhere,mamma!’shesaid。

  ’Dearestone,Iamnearyou。Benotafraid,’saidherladyship。

  ’Afraid!WhyshouldIbeafraid?John!MyownJohn!Mamma,heismyown。’Andsheputoutherarmstohim,asthoughcallingtohimtocometoher。ThingswerenowverybadwithJohnEames——sobadthathewouldhavegivenaveryconsiderablelumpoutofLordDeGuest’slegacytobeabletoescapeatonceintothestreet。Thepowerofawoman,whenshechoosestouseitrecklessly,is,forthemoment,almostunbounded。

  ’Ihopeyoufindyourselfalittlebetter,’saidJohn,strugglingtospeak,asthoughhewerenotutterlycrushedbytheoccasion。

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