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t of foaming Sillery; Go in and win the uriddy with your Radical artillery.' And if Sillery will not do, he is advised, he being for superlatives, to try the sparkling Sillery of the Radical vintage, selected grapes. This was but impudent nonsense. But the reiterated apostrophe to 'MY FRENCH MARQUEES' was considered by Cecilia to be a brutal offence. She was shocked that her party should have been guilty of it. Nevil certainly provoked, and he required, hard blows; and his uncle Everard might be right in telling her father that they were the best means of teaching him to come to his understanding. Still a foul and stupid squib did appear to her a debasing weapon to use. 'I cannot congratulate you on your choice of a second candidate, papa,' she said scornfully. 'I don't much congratulate myself,' said the colonel. 'Here's a letter from Mrs. Beauchamp informing me that her boy Blackburn will be home in a month. There would have been plenty of time for him. However, we must make up our minds to it. Those two 'll be meeting on Wednesday, so keep your secret. It will be out tomorrow week.' 'But Nevil will be accusing Mr. Austin.' 'Austin won't be at Lespel's. And he must bear it, for the sake of peace.' 'Is Nevil ruined with his uncle, papa?' 'Not a bit, I should imagine. It's Romfrey's fun.' 'And this disgraceful squib is a part of the fun?' 'That I know nothing about, my dear. I'm sorry, but there's pitch and tar in politics as well as on shipboard.' 'I do not see that there should be,' said Cecilia resolutely. 'We can't hope to have what should be.' 'Why not? I would have it: I would do my utmost to have it,' she flamed out. 'Your utmost?' Her father was glancing at her foregone mimicry of Beauchamp's occasional strokes of emphasis. 'Do your utmost to have your bonnet on in time for us to walk to church. I can't bear driving there.' Cecilia went to her room with the curious reflection, awakened by what her father had chanced to suggest to her mind, that she likewise could be fervid, positive, uncompromising--who knows? Radicalish, perhaps, when she looked eye to eye on an evil. For a moment or so she espied within herself a gulf of possibilities, wherein black night-birds, known as queries, roused by shot of light, do flap their wings.--Her utmost to have be what should be! And why not? But the intemperate feeling subsided while she was doing duty before her mirror, and the visi
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