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"I don't know about really caring" Molly looked puzzled "but she would do. There is one thing more I wanted to ask you. About the silly boy last night: whom does he owe the money to? I know nothing about bridge." "He owes it to Billy." Molly looked sorry. "I thought, if it were to Mrs. Delaport Green " "You might have paid the money?" Edmund smiled kindly at her.
His belongings had been placed in the care of the railroad company and were safe; even the "children of the sea" having been brought up from Ancon. For several days he noticed a Chilean who seemed to be some sort of an official within the prison, watching him. One day this officer carelessly passed near him and in a low voice asked if his name was Delaport.
She might wait for him to begin the attack before she began to build up fortifications. He was at the height of his irritation against Rose, when the three other ladies came out on the terrace. Lady Groombridge instantly told Mrs. Delaport Green that she knew she wished to visit the dairy, and hustled her off through the garden.
Delaport Green," he said, as, looking down through an opening in the trees, they could see that little woman with her skirts gracefully held up standing by while Lady Groombridge discoursed to the keeper of cows, who looked sleek and prosperous and a little sulky the while. "You would be wise to learn some of it from her," Edmund went on. "Isn't this nice?
The decided cut she gave him at the Court was not to be permitted; he was too old a hand to allow anything so crude. He meant to be at her parties; he meant to keep in touch; indeed he meant to see this thing out. "Sir Edmund, will you take Miss Dexter in to dinner?" Edmund looked fairly surprised and very respectful as Mrs. Delaport Green spoke to him.
Delaport Green stared for a moment; then she jumped up and ran forward with extended hands to greet a lady in a plain coat and skirt and an uncompromising hat. "Oh, how kind of you to come, and how are you getting on? Molly dear, this is the lady who lives in horrid Hoxton taking care of my poor people I told you about.
It was the night after the little supper party at which the slander was born that Molly said this rude thing, and then abruptly left the drawing-room to join a hairdresser who was waiting upstairs. Almost immediately afterwards Adela Delaport Green was standing over the stiff chair on which Miss Carew was sitting, very limp in figure, and holding a damp handkerchief to her face. "How d'ye do?
Delaport Green's eyes sparkled with excitement and the green light of envy, and she determined to call on Molly at once. Happily there had been no open quarrel, which only showed how wise it was to forget injuries, for certainly the girl had been most disgracefully rude.
When the three hours' journey was ended and the friends emerged on the platform, they were both glad to see Sir Edmund's servant again and the luggage with his master's name. There was a crowd of Easter holiday visitors, and Mrs. Delaport Green and Molly were some moments in making their way out of the station. When they were seated in the carriage that was to take them to the Castle, Mrs.
Molly had evidently sought his opinion as decisive, and she turned as if to go and repeat it to Mrs. Delaport Green. "But what will you do yourself?" he asked very gently. "I shall go away with her, and then I wonder " She hesitated, and looked full into his face. "Would you be shocked if I took a flat by myself? I don't want to hunt for another Mrs. Delaport Green just now." Sir Edmund paused.
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