Lord Fordham made it his most especial and urgent desire that his
brother's wedding, which was to take place before Lent, should be at
his home instead of at the lady's. Otherwise he could not be
present, for Kenminster had a character for bleakness, and he was
never allowed to travel in an English winter. Besides, he had set
his heart on giving one grand festal day to his tenantry, who had
never had a day of rejoicing since his great-uncle came of age, forty
years ago.
Mrs. Robert Brownlow did not like it at all, either as an anomaly or
as a disappointment to the Kenminster world, but her husband was won
over, and she was obliged to consent. Mother Carey, with her brood,
were of course to be guests, but her difficulty was the leaving Dr.
and Mrs. Lucas. The good old physician was failing fast, and they
had no kindred near at hand, or capable of being of much comfort to
them, and she was considering how to steer between the two calls,
when Jock settled it for her, by saying that he did not mean to go to
Fordham, and if Mrs. Lucas liked, would sleep in the house. There
was much amazement and vexation. He had of course been the first
best man thought of, but he fought off, declaring that he could not
afford to miss a single lecture or demonstration.
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