And if
Ballybrehon began from mere desire to try for the well-endowed
widow, he had the warm loving nature that was sure to kindle and
reciprocate the affection he evoked, enough to make him a kind
husband.
And yet, could any one have wished Cecil Poynsett a more trying life
than one of her disposition must needs have with impetuous,
unpunctual, uncertain, scatter-brained, open-handed Ballybrehon,
always in a scramble, always inviting guests upon guests without
classification, and never remembering whom he had invited!
Rosamond herself declared she should be either in a rage or worn to
fritters by a month of it. How Cecil liked it never appeared. Some
thought that they squabbled and worried each other in private, but
it is certain that, as Terry said, Bally had turned the block into
living flesh and blood, and Lady Ballybrehon was wondrously
livelier, brighter, and sweeter ever since she had been entirely
conquered by the tyrant love, and had ceased to be the slave of her
own way.
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