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“ Yes , it would , ” said Mrs . Bulstrode , with some return of energy . “ Poor Walter is so cast down ; I would try anything in my power to do him some good before I go away . We have always been brother and sister . ” “ You must make the proposal to Garth yourself , Harriet , ” said Mr . Bulstrode , not liking what he had to say , but desiring the end he had in view , for other reasons besides the consolation of his wife . “ You must state to him that the land is virtually yours , and that he need have no transactions with me . Communications can be made through Standish . I mention this , because Garth gave up being my agent . I can put into your hands a paper which he himself drew up , stating conditions ; and you can propose his renewed acceptance of them . I think it is not unlikely that he will accept when you propose the thing for the sake of your nephew . ” CHAPTER LXXXVI . “ Le cœur se sature d’amour comme d’un sel divin qui le conserve ; de là l’incorruptible adhérence de ceux qui se sont aimés dès l’aube de la vie , et la fraîcheur des vielles amours prolongées . Il existe un embaumement d’amour . C’est de Daphnis et Chloé que sont faits Philémon et Baucis . Cette vieillesse - là , ressemblance du soir avec l’aurore . ” — VICTOR HUGO : L’homme qui rit . Mrs . Garth , hearing Caleb enter the passage about tea - time , opened the parlor - door and said , “ There you are , Caleb . Have you had your dinner ? ” ( Mr . Garth’s meals were much subordinated to “ business . ” ) “ Oh yes , a good dinner — cold mutton and I don’t know what . Where is Mary ? ” “ In the garden with Letty , I think . ” “ Fred is not come yet ? ” “ No . Are you going out again without taking tea , Caleb ? ” said Mrs . Garth , seeing that her absent - minded husband was putting on again the hat which he had just taken off . “ No , no ; I’m only going to Mary a minute . ” Mary was in a grassy corner of the garden , where there was a swing loftily hung between two pear - trees . She had a pink kerchief tied over her head , making a little poke to shade her eyes from the level sunbeams , while she was giving a glorious swing to Letty , who laughed and screamed wildly . Seeing her father , Mary left the swing and went to meet him , pushing back the pink kerchief and smiling afar off at him with the involuntary smile of loving pleasure . “ I came to look for you , Mary , ” said Mr . Garth . “ Let us walk about a bit . ” Mary knew quite well that her father had something particular to say : his eyebrows made their pathetic angle , and there was a tender gravity in his voice : these things had been signs to her when she was Letty’s age . She put her arm within his , and they turned by the row of nut - trees .
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