[Harry Heathcote of Gangoil by Anthony Trollope]@TWC D-Link bookHarry Heathcote of Gangoil CHAPTER XII 17/33
When you first came here, I didn't like you.
You took a bit of my river frontage--not that it does me any great harm--and then I was angry about that scoundrel Nokes." "I was wrong about Nokes," said Medlicot, "and have, therefore, had my collar-bone broken.
As to the land, you'll forgive my having it if Kate will come and live there ?" "By George! I should think so .-- Kate, why don't you come out? Come along, my girl.
Medlicot has spoken out openly, and you should answer him in the same fashion." So saying, he dragged her forth, and I fear that, as far as she was concerned, something of the sweetness of her courtship was lost by the publicity with which she was forced to confess her love.
"Will you go, Kate, and make sugar down at the mill? I have often thought how bad it would be for Mary and me when you were taken away; but we sha'n't mind it so much if we knew that you are to be near us." "Speak to him, Kate," said Mrs.Heathcote, with her arm round her sister's waist. "I think she's minded to have him," said Mrs.Medlicot. "Tell me, Kate--shall it be so ?" pleaded the lover. She came up to him and leaned over him, and whispered one word which nobody else heard.
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