{"product_id":"2940013414457","title":"The Marriage of William Ashe","description":"Contents\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                                  PAGE\u003cbr\u003ePART I. ACQUAINTANCE . . . . . . .   1\u003cbr\u003ePART II. THREE YEARS AFTER . . . . 125\u003cbr\u003ePART III. DEVELOPMENT  . . . . . . 293\u003cbr\u003ePART IV. STORM . . . . . . . . . . 365\u003cbr\u003ePART V. REQUIESCAT . . . . . . . . 511\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePART I\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eACQUAINTANCE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                              \"Just oblige me and touch\u003cbr\u003e     With your scourge that minx Chloe, but don't hurt her much.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Marriage of William Ashe\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"He ought to be here,\" said Lady Tranmore, as she turned away from the\u003cbr\u003ewindow.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMary Lyster laid down her work. It was a fine piece of church\u003cbr\u003eembroidery, which, seeing that it had been designed for her by no less a\u003cbr\u003eperson than young Mr. Burne Jones himself, made her the envy of her\u003cbr\u003epre-Raphaelite friends.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Yes, indeed. You made out there was a train about twelve.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Certainly. They can't have taken more than an hour to speechify after\u003cbr\u003ethe declaration of the poll. And I know William meant to catch that\u003cbr\u003etrain if he possibly could.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"And take his seat this evening?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLady Tranmore nodded. She moved restlessly about the room, fidgeting\u003cbr\u003ewith a book here and there, and evidently full of thoughts. Mary Lyster\u003cbr\u003ewatched her a little longer, then quietly took up her work again. Her\u003cbr\u003eair of well-bred sympathy, the measured ease of her movements,\u003cbr\u003econtrasted with Lady Tranmore's impatience. Yet in truth she was\u003cbr\u003elistening no less sharply than her companion to the sounds in the\u003cbr\u003estreet outside.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLady Tranmore made her way to the window, and stood there looking out on\u003cbr\u003ethe park. It was the week before Easter, and the plane-trees were not\u003cbr\u003eyet in leaf. But a few thorns inside the park railings were already\u003cbr\u003elavishly green and there was a glitter of spring flowers beside the park\u003cbr\u003ewalks, not showing, however, in such glorious abundance as became the\u003cbr\u003efashion a few years later. It was a mild afternoon and the drive was\u003cbr\u003efull of carriages. From the bow-window of the old irregular house in\u003cbr\u003ewhich she stood, Lady Tranmore could watch the throng passing and\u003cbr\u003erepassing, could see also the traffic in Park Lane on either side.\u003cbr\u003eLondon, from this point of sight, wore a cheerful, friendly air. The dim\u003cbr\u003esunshine, the white-clouded sky, the touches of reviving green and\u003cbr\u003eflowers, the soft air blowing in from a farther window which was open,\u003cbr\u003ebrought with them impressions of spring, of promise, and rebirth, which\u003cbr\u003einsensibly affected Lady Tranmore.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47147567841520,"sku":"2940013414457","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013414457_p0.jpg?v=1763580937","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013414457","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}