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are no blacksmith; no; friend; your shoes may do for this young 

gentlewoman's animal; but I shouldn't like to have my horses shod 

by you; unless at a great pinch indeed。'



'Then;' said I; 'for what do you take me?'



'Why; for some runaway young gentleman;' said the postilion。  'No 

offence; I hope?'



'None at all; no one is offended at being taken or mistaken for a 

young gentleman; whether runaway or not; but from whence do you 

suppose I have run away?'



'Why; from college;' said the man:  'no offence?'



'None whatever; and what induced me to run away from college?'



'A love affair; I'll be sworn;' said the postilion。  'You had 

become acquainted with this young gentlewoman; so she and you … '



'Mind how you get on; friend;' said Belle; in a deep serious tone。



'Pray proceed;' said I; 'I daresay you mean no offence。'



'None in the world;' said the postilion; 'all I was going to say 

was; that you agreed to run away together; you from college; and 

she from boarding…school。  Well; there's nothing to be ashamed of 

in a matter like that; such things are done every day by young 

folks in high life。'



'Are you offended?' said I to Belle。



Belle made no answer; but; placing her elbows on her knees; buried 

her face in her hands。



'So we ran away together?' said I。



'Ay; ay;' said the postilion; 'to Gretna Green; though I can't say 

that I drove ye; though I have driven many a pair。'



'And from Gretna Green we came here?'



'I'll be bound you did;' said the man; 'till you could arrange 

matters at home。'



'And the horse…shoes?' said I。



'The donkey…shoes you mean;' answered the postilion; 'why; I 

suppose you persuaded the blacksmith who married you to give you; 

before you left; a few lessons in his trade。'



'And we intend to stay here till we have arranged matters at home?'



'Ay; ay;' said the postilion; 'till the old people are pacified; 

and they send you letters directed to the next post town; to be 

left till called for; beginning with 〃Dear children;〃 and enclosing 

you each a cheque for one hundred pounds; when you will leave this 

place; and go home in a coach like gentlefolks; to visit your 

governors; I should like nothing better than to have the driving of 

you:  and then there will be a grand meeting of the two families; 

and after a few reproaches; the old people will agree to do 

something handsome for the poor thoughtless things; so you will 

have a genteel house taken for you; and an annuity allowed you。  

You won't get much the first year; five hundred at the most; in 

order that the old folks may let you feel that they are not 

altogether satisfied with you; and that you are yet entirely in 

their power; but the second; if you don't get a cool thousand; may 

I catch cold; especially should young madam here present a son and 

heir for the old people to fondle; destined one day to become sole 

heir of the two illustrious houses; and then all the grand folks in 

the neighbourhood; who have … bless their prudent hearts! … kept 

rather aloof from you till then; for fear you should want anything 

from them … I say all the carriage people in the neighbourhood; 

when they see how swimmingly matters are going on; will come in 

shoals to visit you。'



'Really;' said I; 'you are getting on swimmingly。'



'Oh;' said the postilion; 'I was not a gentleman's servant nine 

years without learning the ways of gentry; and being able to know 

gentry when I see them。'



'And what do you say to all this?' I demanded of Belle。



'Stop a moment;' interposed the postilion; 'I have one more word to 

say:… and when you are surrounded by your comforts; keeping your 

nice little barouche and pair; your coachman and livery servant; 

and visited by all the carriage people in the neighbourhood … to 

say nothing of the time when you come to the family estates on the 

death of the old people … I shouldn't wonder if now and then you 

look back with longing and regret to the days when you lived in the 

damp dripping dingle; had no better equipage than a pony or donkey 

cart; and saw no better company than a tramper or gypsy; except 

once; when a poor postilion was glad to seat himself at your 

charcoal fire。'



'Pray;' said I; 'did you ever take lessons in elocution?'



'Not directly;' said the postilion; 'but my old master; who was in 

Parliament; did; and so did his son; who was intended to be an 

orator。  A great professor used to come and give them lessons; and 

I used to stand and listen; by which means I picked up a 

considerable quantity of what is called rhetoric。  In what I last 

said; I was aiming at what I have heard him frequently endeavouring 

to teach my governors as a thing indispensably necessary in all 

oratory; a graceful pere … pere … peregrination。'



'Peroration; perhaps?'



'Just so;' said the postilion; 'and now I'm sure I am not mistaken 

about you; you have taken lessons yourself; at first hand; in the 

college vacations; and a promising pupil you were; I make no doubt。  

Well; your friends will be all the happier to get you back。  Has 

your governor much borough interest?'



'I ask you once more;' said I; addressing myself to Belle; 'what 

you think of the history which this good man has made for us?'



'What should I think of it;' said Belle; still keeping her face 

buried in her hands; 'but that it is mere nonsense?'



'Nonsense!' said the postilion。



'Yes;' said the girl; 'and you know it。'



'May my leg always ache; if I do;' said the postilion; patting his 

leg with his hand; 'will you persuade me that this young man has 

never been at college?'



'I have never been at college; but … '



'Ay; ay;' said the postilion; 'but … '



'I have been to the best schools in Britain; to say nothing of a 

celebrated one in Ireland。'



'Well; then; it comes to the same thing;' said the postilion; 'or 

perhaps you know more than if you had been at college … and your 

governor … '



'My governor; as you call him;' said I; 'is dead。'



'And his borough interest?'



'My father had no borough interest;' said I; 'had he possessed any; 

he would perhaps not have died; as he did; honourably poor。'



'No; no;' said the postilion; 'if he had had borough interest; he 

wouldn't have been poor; nor honourable; though perhaps a right 

honourable。  However; with your grand education and genteel 

manners; you made all right at last by persuading this noble young 

gentlewoman to run away from boarding…school with you。'



'I was never at boarding…school;' said Belle; 'unless you call … '



'Ay; ay;' said the postilion; 'boarding…school is vulgar; I know:  

I beg your pardon; I ought to have called it academy; or by some 

other much finer name … you were in something much greater than a 

boarding…school。'



'There you are right;' said Belle; lifting up her head and looking 

the postilion full in the face by the light of the charcoal fire; 

'for I was bred in the workhouse。'



'Wooh!' said the postilion。



'It is true that I am of good … '



'Ay; ay;' said the postilion; 'let us hear … '



'Of good blood;' continued Belle; 'my name is Berners; Isopel 

Berners; though my parents were unfortunate。  Indeed; with respect 

to blood; I believe I am of better blood than the young man。'



'There you are mistaken;' said I; 'by my father's side I am of 

Cornish blood; and by my mother's of brave French Protestant 

extraction。  Now; with respect to the blood of my father … and to 

be descended well on the father's side is the principal thing … it 

is the best blood in the world; for the Cornish blood; as the 

proverb says … '



'I don't care what the proverb says;' said Belle; 'I say my blood 

is the best … my name is Berners; Isopel Berners … it was my 

mother's name; and is better; I am sure; than any you bear; 

whatever that may be; and though you say that the descent on the 

fathers side is the principal thing … and I know why you say so;' 

she added with some excitement … 'I say that descent on the 

mother's side is of most account; because the mother … '



'Just come from Gretna Green; and already quarrelling!' said the 

postilion。



'We do not come from Gretna Green;' said Belle。



'Ah; I had forgot;' said the postilion; 'none but great people go 

to Gretna Green。  Well; then; from church; and already quarrelling 

about family; just like two great people。'



'We have never been to church;' said Belle; 'and to prevent any 

more guessing on your part; it will be as well for me to tell you; 

friend; that I am nothing to the young man; and he; of course; 

nothing to me。  I am a poor travelling girl; born in a workhouse:  

journeying on my occasions with certain companions; I came to this 

hollow; where my company quarrelled with the young man; who had 

settled down here; as he had a right to do if h
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