This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XIX. WithMoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XIX. With troubled joy, the wife Felt a new era in her changeful life.
They reached Plymouth safely, and found at the sign of the Cutter the new clothes ordered for Pleasance- and after they had eaten some breakfast, which, as far as the girl was concerned, was the first solid meal she had had for two days, she went to a bedroom to get rid of her soiled and tattered garments, and don those provided for her by Edgar. The small, dim, green-tinted glass which represented the change in her appearance, could not do justice to more than the outline--a simple dress of white material and a pretty bonnet with a bunch of May, which Mrs. Heathdale thought would suit the youth of the bride, had made a beautiful girl infinitely more beautiful.
As she found her way to the room where she had left Edgar, and opened the door, he fairly started at the vision that flashed on him, with an instantaneous doubt if it were she. She stood in the doorway, blushing shyly, and when Edgar sprang up and clasped his arms round her, she disengaged herself gently, pointing to the fragile materials which formed the decoration of her head. Edgar turned her round and admired the rich braids of yellow hair, bound round the back of her head in bright profusion. What would some ladies give for such tresses?
said the youth- aye! and such a face to be adorned by them. We girls always took pains with our hair, in the mine, you see, because we had no nice clothes to be proud of- but Lizzie Trej ears was nice, because twas so black.
Thus said Pleasance, in the hope of a contradiction, which she got, of course, for Edgar said no hair could be so beautiful as golden. They reached the church, and found Mr. Heathdale, with a sailors punctuality, had already arrived....