"For heaven's sake," she exclaimed, "What is
all this? George, Charles, dearest George!"
"Let me go, Arabella."
"Let him come on."
But Lady Marney gave a piercing shriek, and held out her arms
to keep the brothers apart. A sound was heard at the other
door; there was nothing in the world that Lord Marney dreaded
so much as that his servants should witness a domestic scene.
He sprang forward to the door to prevent any one entering;
partially opening it, he said Lady Marney was unwell and
desired her maid; returning, he found Arabella insensible on
the ground, and Egremont vanished!
Book 3 Chapter 3
It was a wet morning; there had been a heavy rain since dawn,
which impelled by a gusty south-wester came driving on a crowd
of women and girls who were assembled before the door of a
still unclosed shop. Some protected themselves with
umbrellas; some sought shelter beneath a row of old elms that
grew alongside the canal that fronted the house.
Notwithstanding the weather, the clack of tongues was
incessant.
"I thought I saw the wicket of the yard gates open," said a
woman.
"So did I," said her neighbour; "but it was shut again
immediately."
"It was only Master Joseph," said a third.
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