[Springhaven by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link bookSpringhaven CHAPTER XIII 2/19
She was tall and straight and slender still; and knew how to make the most, by grave attire and graceful attitude, of the bodily excellence entailed for ages on the lineage of Carne.
Of moral goodness there had not been an equally strict settlement, at least in male heredity.
So that Mrs.Twemlow's thoughts about her kith and kindred were rather sad than proud, unless some ignorance was shown about them. "Poor as I am," said Mr.Twemlow, now consulting with her, "and poor as every beneficed clergyman must be, if this war returns, I would rather have lost a hundred pounds than have heard what you tell me, Maria." "My dear, I cannot quite see that," his wife made thoughtful answer; "if he only had money to keep up the place, and clear off those nasty incumbrances, I should rejoice at his coming back to live where we have been for centuries." "My dear, you are too poetical, though the feeling is a fine one.
Within the old walls there can scarcely be a room that has a sound floor to it.
And as for the roof, when that thunder-storm was, and I took shelter with my pony--well, you know the state I came home in, and all my best clothes on for the Visitation.
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