The widow married: A sequel to "The widow Barnaby." By Frances Trollope
Frances Milton Trollope
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(University of Michigan Library, Jan. 1, 1857)
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. 1857 Excerpt: ...and I neither can nor will be left here without you to walk with, Matilda. You shan't budge a step, till we go too." " Dear, darling creature!" exclaimed Miss Matilda, in a burst of enthusiastic fondness, while a delightful hope flashed through her mind that it was possible Mrs. O'Donagough, to please her daughter, might ask her to remain as their guest after her sister went. So overwhelming was this sudden hope that it almost choked her, and pressing both her hands upon her heaving breast, she looked in the face of her young friend with the most touching expression imaginable. Patty inherited a considerable portion of her mother's acuteness, and saw in a moment what her friend had got in her head. The idea accorded perfectly with her own inclination, which would have prompted her at once to offer the half of her own little bed, rather than be left without a friend and confidant. But she remembered her papa, and remembered, too, the coldmeat dinners which frequently graced their domestic board; so she prudently restrained her hospitality, and only said--" Stop a minute, Matilda! I want to speak to mamma, and you must not stir till I come back again." " Darling girl! I know what she is gone for," exclaimed the agitated Matilda, as soon as the door was closed. " Oh, Louisa! I shall be perfectly wild with joy if she succeeds. I do assure you, very seriously, that I think Foxcroft means to propose to me. You need not shake your head so gloomily, my dear. I know you are thinking how often I have been disappointed before; but certainly no one can be so good a judge as myself what his manner is. Besides, Louisa, if the O'Donagoughs invite me, I should like to accept it, whether I am right or wrong about Foxcroft; but this I ...