Basswood books

" And so saying the Doctor went away to
his study, and Mrs. Portman seeing that the day was a remarkably fine
one, thought she would take advantage of the weather and pay a few
visits.
The Doctor looking out of his study window saw the wife of his bosom
presently issue forth, attired in her best. She crossed the Market-place,
saluting the market-women right and left, and giving a glance at the
grocery and general emporium at the corner: then entering London Street
(formerly Hog Lane), she stopped for a minute at Madame Fribsby's window,
and looking at the fashions which hung up there,--seemed hesitating
whether she should enter; but she passed on and never stopped again until
she came to Mrs. Pybus's little green gate and garden, through which she
went to that lady's cottage.
There, of course, her husband lost sight of Mrs. Portman. "Oh, what a
long bow I have pulled," he said inwardly--"Goodness forgive me! and shot
my own flesh and blood. There must be no more tattling and scandal about
that house. I must stop it, and speak to Smirke.


Pages:
335 336 337 338 339 340 341 342 343 344 345 346 347 348 349 350 351 352 353 354 355 356 357 358 359