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On the contrary he said: "I saw it was you, Miss Dickenson." Then he reflected about her companion, and said he was Mr. Pellew, he thought, and further: "Met you at Ancester in July." It was a great relief that he did not say: "You are a lady and gentleman, and can perhaps explain yourselves. I can't!"
I was very much run down, certainly, but I did come to, or I shouldn't be here now to tell you about it, my dear. I should have been sorry." A matter-of-fact gentleman "pointed out" that had General Rawnsley died of his wounds, he would not have been in a position to feel either joy or sorrow, or to be conscious that he was not dining at Ancester.
But he had a hazy recollection of Adrian's telling him something of the Earl himself having mooted this view of the subject at the outset of the engagement; and, hearing no more of it, had supposed the point to be disposed of. Why did Lady Ancester wish to impress it on him now? Then it gradually became clearer, as he thought it out, that it would have been impossible to form conclusions at once.
"I remember.... Well! we must hope." And then they spoke of matters nearer home; the impending journey to Vienna; a perplexity created by a promise rashly given to Aunt Constance that she should be married from the Ancester town-residence two things which clashed, for how could this wedding wait till the Countess's return? and ultimately of Gwen's own prospects.
They only knew that their mother had not seen Lady Ancester when she called, and curiosity about the visitor had merged in the absorbing interest of Miss Scatcherd's sudden visibility.
Lady Ancester, not sorry to get away from a position which involved the consideration that she was unreasonable in feeling reluctance to remain in it, endeavoured on arriving in her own room to congratulate herself on her own share in an embarrassing interview.
That was the age her friend Lady Ancester had assessed her at, in private conversation with Mr. Pellew. "Though what the deuce my cousin Philippa" thus ran a very rapid thought through his mind "could think I wanted to know the young woman's age for, I can't imagine." "There it is!" said the lady, stooping over the glow-worm. "Little hairy thing! I won't disturb it."
Three centuries have passed since the last Court Baron; the last landlord who sat in real council with his tenantry under its roof having been Roger Earl of Ancester, who was killed in the Civil War.
I am sure you would not wish me to say to Gwen: 'Hence! Begone! I forbid you to sacrifice yourself at My Shrine. Now, would you?" The Squire was at liberty to ignore poetry. He took no notice of the question, but proceeded to his second head. "Lady Ancester has a strong opinion on the subject."
For it was not only wrongly reported but was still further distorted by Michael for purposes of astonishment. If a stranger from America or Australia could have been shown at a glance all that went to make up the Earldom of Ancester, he would have been deeply impressed.
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