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Yonge, Charlotte Mary, 1823-1901

"The Three Brides"


"You had better come when Bee and Conny meet me. Let me see--will
the retreat be over by that time? Are you going to it? You are an
associate of St. Faith."
"Yes, but I don't see how I could go to the retreat. Oh, what a
relief it would be to have such a week!"
"Exactly what I feel," said Lady Susan, somewhat to her surprise.
"It strengthens and sets me right for the year. Dr. Easterby
conducts this one. Do you not know him? Is not Rood House near
Backsworth?"
"Yes on the other side, but he is utterly out of my reach. Julius
Charnock looks up to him so much; but his name--even more than St.
Faith's--would horrify my father."
"You could not go direct there," said Lady Susan; "but when once you
are with me you are my charge, and I could take you."
She considered a little. Both she and her friend knew that all her
religious habits were alien to Sir Harry, and that what he had
freely permitted, sometimes shared at Rockpier, was now only winked
at, and that if he had guessed the full extent of her observances he
would have stormily issued a prohibition.


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