Book 6 Chapter 4
"I don't think I can stand this much longer," said Mr
Mountchesney, the son-in-law of Lord de Mowbray, to his wife,
as he stood before the empty fire-place with his back to the
mantelpiece and his hands thrust into the pockets of his coat.
"This living in the country in August bores me to extinction.
I think we will go to Baden, Joan."
"But papa is so anxious, dearest Alfred, that we should remain
here at present and see the neighbours a little."
"I might be induced to remain here to please your father, but
as for your neighbours I have seen quite enough of them. They
are not a sort of people that I ever met before, or that I
wish to meet again. I do not know what to say to them, nor
can I annex an idea to what they say to me. Heigho! certainly
the country in August is a thing of which no one who has not
tried it has the most remote conception."
"But you always used to say you doted on the country, Alfred,"
said Lady Joan in a tone of tender reproach.
"So I do; I never was happier than when I was at Melton, and
even enjoyed the country in August when I was on the Moors."
"But I cannot well go to Melton," said Lady Joan.
"I don't see why you can't.
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