There was poor Jamie Armstrong sent down to spend the winter on the
south coast; and as none of his own people could be with him, we--
his Oxford friends, I mean--took turns to come to him; and as I had
just gone up for my degree, I had the most time. The Vivians had
been living there ever since they went on poor Emily's account.
They did not like to leave the place where she died you see; and
Lady Tyrrell had joined them after her husband's death. Such a
pleasant house! no regular gaieties, of course, but a few friends in
a quiet way--music and charades, and so forth. Every one knew
everybody there; not a bit of our stiff county ways, but meeting all
day long in the most sociable manner."
"Oh yes, I know the style of place."
"One gets better acquainted in a week than one does in seven years
in a place like this," proceeded Frank. "And you may tell Julius to
ask any of the clerics if Lenore was not a perfect darling with the
Vicar and his wife, and her sister too; and Rockpier is a regular
tip-top place for Church, you know. I'm sure it was enough to make
a fellow good for life, just to see Eleonora walking up the aisle
with that sweet face of hers, looking more like heaven than earth.
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