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Inez

CHAPTER XXIV
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Indeed you need not look so incredulous.

I won't allow you to make such a sacrifice." "I was not aware that I was making any sacrifice," he coldly answered, and turned away.
Mary's lip quivered with internal pain, but she offered no further opposition.
All was in readiness for moving on.

Dr.Bryant stood arranging Florence's bridle, and bantering her on her inattention to the reins.
She laughed in her turn.
"Indeed, Doctor, don't you think me a capital horse-woman?
you will certainly admit it, after being vanquished in a race ?" "Really, Miss Florence, I rather think the credit due to your fine horse than to your skill as a rider.
"Ah, incorrigible as usual, I see, Doctor!" and she rode off to join Mr.Carlton.
Mr.Carlton had placed Mary in the wagon, and carefully arranged her shawls that she might rest easily.

Frank quietly seated himself, and drove on.
"I shall not exert myself in the least to entertain you, so you need not expect it; for having very politely told me you did not desire my company, I shall not disturb you with my chatter, I promise you, and take this opportunity to inform you that my tympanums are at your service the remainder of the day." He glanced over his shoulder at the frail form nearly buried beneath the weight of shawls and cloaks wrapt about her.

She smiled, and laid her head on her arm: as she did so, he, looking at her, failed to perceive a large stone in the track, and the wheels passing directly over it caused the wagon to jolt most unmercifully.
Florence was just in the rear, and, unable to control her mirth, laughed outright as Frank and Mary bounced up and down; and, riding up to them, merrily asked "if Mary duly appreciated her good fortune in having so careful and scientific a driver ?" Not a little amused, yet scarce able to laugh, the latter replied that "she did indeed congratulate herself on the change of drivers, as she would not have survived the day had it been otherwise." Frank joined heartily in their merriment.
"Miss Hamilton," said he, "if you only knew what caused me to overlook that unfortunate stone, you would be more lenient in your criticisms." "I am very sure you will adduce every possible reason in your own favor, sir, and therefore feel no sympathy for your carelessness," she retorted.
"Really you make me out as incorrigible a self-excuser as the heroine of Miss Edgeworth's juvenile tales; though even she chanced upon a good excuse occasionally.


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