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As granddaughter of a Baron, daughter of one General Officer and sister of another, and presented at Court, the Bayford ladies were prepared to consider her a fine lady, and when they found her peculiarly simple, were the more aggrieved, as if her contempt were ironically veiled. Her walks, her dress, her intercourse with the clergy, were all airs, and Lucy spared her none of the remarks.
Have you heard anything about these connexions of his? Did you not write to Mrs. Nugent? I wish she were at home. 'I had her answer by this afternoon's post, but there is nothing to tell. Mr. Kendal has only been settled at Bayford Bridge a few years, and she never visited any one there, though Mr. Nugent had met Mr. Kendal several times before his wife's death, and liked him.
"Is that the fat young man with the big laugh?" "Yes; and one of the greatest catches in New York. Carli tells me he's wild about Marion Grimston, and I can see for myself that Mrs. Bayford is playing him against that Frenchman. She'll get the title if she can, but if not, she'll fall back on the money."
"Would you " "I wouldn't now. I used to then. Everybody did it, when people were introduced to us whom we didn't want to know. I've done it when it wasn't necessary even from that point of view out of a kind of sport, a kind of wantonness. I've really forgotten about Mrs. Bayford now everything except her face but I dare say I remembered perfectly well, at the time.
Bayford is no place for a man to settle down in too young. 'Certainly, said Mr. Ferrars, repressing a smile. 'Then are you thinking of sending him to Haileybury? He was pronounced too young, besides, it was explained that his destination in India was unfixed.
Running away from school, young master! Here's your usher. 'No, I'm not running away! I'm not at school! I'm Maurice Kendal! I'm going to my brother at Malta! 'He is the son of Mr. Kendal of Bayford, said Ulick to the station-master, his parents are from home, and there will be dreadful distress if he goes in this way. Maurice, your sister has troubles enough already.
'And why wouldn't he, if the child is nowhere in Bayford? 'I can't answer it to his mother wasting time in this way. You may do as you like. I shall go to the training-stables, where he has once been, if not on to Fairmead. I can't see Sophy till he is found! 'I shall abide by my little Orangeman, said Ulick; and they parted.
A very good woman, he says, and Kendal most fondly attached; but as to comparing her with Miss Ferrars, he could not think of it for a moment. So they settled at Bayford, and there, about two years ago, came this terrible visitation of typhus fever. 'I remember how Colonel Bury used to come and sigh over his friend's illness and trouble. 'He could not help going over it again.
Both ladies kept their eyes fixed so exclusively on Diane that they had almost passed before remembering to salute Derek with a nod. "I've seen those ladies somewhere," Diane observed, when they had gone by. "I dare say. They've probably seen you, too. The elder is Mrs. Bayford, sister of Mr. Grimston, my uncle's partner in Paris. The girl is Marion Grimston, his daughter."
Goldsmith's brow to contract whenever his nephew careered along upon one. His departure from Willow Lawn was to take place at Christmas. The Ferrars party were coming to keep the two consecutive birthdays of Sophy and Maurice at Bayford, would take him back for Christmas-day to Fairmead, and on his return he would take possession of his new rooms.
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