Frederick Marryat

Frederick Marryat

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Portrait of Frederick Marryat Frederick Marryat The Children of the New Forest… (1847)

Do not lose such an opportunity of making a friend for yourself and all of us -- a protector, I may say; and who is, by what he has confided to you, anything but approving of the conduct of the present government. He has paid you a deserved compliment by saying that he can and will trust you. You must not refuse the offer, Edward -- it would really be folly if you did."
"I believe you are right, Humphrey; but I have been so accustomed to range the forest -- I am so fond of the chase -- I am so impatient of control or confinement, that I hardly know how to decide.
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Portrait of Frederick Marryat Frederick Marryat The Children of the New Forest… (1847)

You are born for better things than to remain an obscure forester, and perhaps a deer-stalker. I have now an offer to make to you, which I trust, upon reflection, you will not refuse -- and I say reflection, because I do not wish you to give an answer till you have well reflected. I know that you will not accept anything under the present government, but a private situation you can raise no objection to; the more so as, so far from leaving your family, you will be more in a position to protect them.
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Portrait of Frederick Marryat Frederick Marryat The Children of the New Forest… (1847)

The two brothers had a long conversation that evening, in which Edward made Humphrey acquainted with all that had passed between him and the Intendant.
"It's my opinion, Edward," said Humphrey, "that he thinks matters have been carried too far, and that he is sorry that he belongs to the Parliamentary party. He finds out, now that it is too late, that he has allied himself with those who have very different feelings and motives than his own, and has assisted to put power into the hands of those who have not the scruples which he has."
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