Village belles. A novel
Anne Manning
Paperback
(RareBooksClub.com, July 4, 2012)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1833 edition. Excerpt: ...left behind with Mr. Russell. "He had joined them," she said to herself, " without being wanted by any body, and now had completely broken up the party." "Had not we better walk faster?" said she, gently dragging him forward as she spoke: "they will be out of sight presently." But no: Mr. Russell hung heavy on hand. "We cannot keep up with them," said he composedly, "and I dare say they will wait for us at the bottom of the slope." "Oh, don't trust to that," cried Rosina eagerly, "for I know the Hollands's donkey of old, and when it once takes to trotting on Heeley-heath, it never stops till it reaches the foot of White-thorn hill. "In that case," replied Mr. Russell, " there is still less chance of our keeping up with them; so you see, Rosina, it was a lucky thing I fell in with you, or you would have been left to yourself." "No, that 1 should not, I am sure," cried Rosina, indignantly tossing her chin. "Don't you think," resumed she, again endeavouring to impel her companion a little faster, "that we had better try to gain the slope at any rate, before they are out of sight, that we may see which track they take?" "Oh!" continued Mr. Russell, "I know my way to the brow of the hill perfectly well." "But I am not so sure that mamma does," interrupted Rosina. "If she loses her way," replied he drily, "we are not answerable for it; since she has run away from us, not we from her. However, we shall all meet at our journey's end, I make no doubt." Rosina could not help letting her lips betray that note of impatience which can only be imperfectly implied on paper by the syllable...