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402 mr. feankland's marriage.
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I^» I——I Have Passed My Life As A Dressm...
Women must certainly learn the language of love instinctively : how well did I comprehend in Miss Woodville whher eye was so
dreamy ever and anon , as the children repeated their y lessons to her , the sudden flurried resumption of attentionher long silences as we
, sat together , or the deep sigh and the " Oh dear , but it is a strange world , Jane ! " that broke them . I was amused at the surprising
turns which would bring the conversation from the remotest topics somehow to George Frankland . u Jane" she said innocently one
, day , " I think you are always talking of Mr . Frankland !" At last , my engagement with Mrs . Dash wood ending , I saw and
heard nothing of Miss Woodville for some weeks . You will not wonder that I often pondered on the progress of affairs between
her and Mr . Franldand , nor that I rejoiced to receive a summons to . North Street . I was cordially received by Miss Woodville , but
of course had no time for conversation till the evening , when Susan , coming and sitting down hy my side , unable as a child to keep her
happiness any longer to herself , began" Oh , Jane , I ain so happy ! You cannot guess what has
happened . " " Perhaps I can . Are you invited to _sj _^ end your holidays with
your old pupils in Cornwall ?" " Nono ! something better . But I know you can never guess
, unless I give you a little hint ! There is a wedding in question . You know the parties . "
" And the gentleman ' s name is Frankland , and the lady's , Woodville ? Am I wrong ?"
" How could you guess so soon ? But it is true , quite true ! Can you wonder that I am so happyJane ? ''
, Her face was radiant with blushes , and love , and happiness : who could refuse to rejoice with this little governess , hitherto all alone
and neglected ? Not I . I begged her to tell me how the event came about .
" Well then , Jane , after you left us , I saw more and more of Mr . Frankland , somehow we were continually meeting , when
something was sure to be said so interesting , that I thouglit of it till we met again . I told myself I should never be fit to teach if tin ' s went
on . Well , one Sunday—do not think me very wicked !—thoughts and anxieties about Mr . Frankland kept tormenting me all
churchtime , so that I determined to stay at home in the evening , which the children were to spend with their grandmamma , and see whether
reading to myself would not bring' me into a better frame of mind . So I went to the school-roomand sought to persuade myself that I shut
ing out at the the world door as , but I closed that , very the bit door of ; the when worl who d th should at had come done knock all the
mischief . " " Mr . Franklandin short , " interposed I .
, _" Well , Jane , it was . Pie looked very awkward , and so did I .
Indeed I was such a bewildered goose , that I never asked him to
402 Mr. Feankland's Marriage.
402 mr . _feankland ' s marriage .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Aug. 1, 1860, page 402, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01081860/page/42/
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