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Rh for that drooping tree in the midst: it is so like one in the park." "Ah, Adelaide, I duly admire the painting; but how much more beautiful the reality!" "Now, don't you grow quite angry in your defence of rural innocence. It is my misfortune, not my fault, that the felicity of the country is, to my mind, like the merriment of Christmas, more heard of than seen." "But, Adelaide, the death of Mr. Eskville makes it absolutely necessary that I, at least, should go to the Castle." "Nay, that is presuming on my good nature. Trust you at Etheringhame without me! No, no, that old chestnut avenue is too dangerous a rival!" "If you would but go with me!" "If you would but stay with me!" "But every body has left town. Why, autumn will be here soon." "We can spend a delightful one at Brighton." "But, Adelaide, I must see about this vacant borough. I must keep up my interest." "O that tiresome borough! There, mamma kept me up last night talking about its divers advantages. It is well you named it, for I had