the Night Watch

the Night Watch
The Nut Gatherers
The Painter's Honeymoon
　　 "Upon my soul," he added, "I believe it is nothing more; and so I often tell my mother, when she is grieving about it. 'My dear madam,' I always say to her, 'you must make yourself easy. The evil is now irremediable, and it has been entirely your own doing. Why would you be persuaded by my uncle, Sir Robert, against your own judgment, to place Edward under private tuition, at the most critical time of his life? If you had only sent him to Westminster as well as myself, instead of sending him to Mr. Pratt's, all this would have been prevented.' This is the way in which I always consider the matter, and my mother is perfectly convinced of her error." 　　 Elinor would not oppose his opinion, because, whatever might be her general estimation of the advantage of a public school, she could not think of Edward's abode in Mr. Pratt's family, with any satisfaction. 　　 "You reside in Devonshire, I think," was his next observation, "in a cottage near Dawlish?" 　　 Elinor set him right as to its situation; and it seemed rather surprising to him, that anybody could live in Devonshire, without living near Dawlish. He bestowed his hearty approbation, however, on their species of house.