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and quiet on her rough little ponywaiting for her father. Her
grave eyes opened large and wide at the close neighbourhood and
evident advance of ‘the earl’; for to her little imagination the grey-
hairedred-facedsomewhat clumsy manwas a cross between an
archangel and a king.
Wives and Daughters
Elizabeth Gaskell
ElecBook Classics
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‘Your daughterehGibson?—nice little girlhow old? Pony
wants grooming though’ patting it as he talked. ‘What’s your
namemy dear? He’s sadly behindhand with his rentas I was
sayingbut if he’s really illI must see after Sheepshankswho is a
hardish man of business. What’s his complaint? You’ll come to our
school-scrimmage on Thursdaylittle girl—what’s-your-name?
Mind you send heror bring herGibson; and just give a word to
your groomfor I’m sure that pony wasn’t singed last yearnow
was he? Don’t forget Thursdaylittle girl—what’s your name?—it’s
a promise between usis it not?’ And off the earl trottedattracted
by the sight of the farmer’s eldest son on the other side of the yard.
Mr. Gibson mountedand he and Molly rode off. They did not
speak for some time. Then she said‘May I gopapa?’ in rather an
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