Hope shall soften papa."
"But if he is too headstrong to be softened?" faltered Walter.
"Then," said Mary, "you must defy my papa, and I shall defy yours."
After a moment's thought she said: "Walter, I shall stay here till he
sees me and you together; then he won't be able to run off about his
mines, and his lawsuits, and such rubbishy things. His attention will be
attracted to our love, and so you will have it out with him, whilst I
retire a little way--not far--and meditate upon Mr. Hope's strange words,
and ponder over many things that have happened within my recollection."
True to this policy, the spirited girl waited till Colonel Clifford came
on the green, and then made Walter as perfect a courtesy as ever graced a
minuet at the court of Louis le Grand.
Walter took off his hat to her with chivalric grace and respect. Colonel
Clifford drew up in a stiff military attitude, which flavored rather of
the parade or the field of battle than the court either of the great
monarch or of little Cupid.
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