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"I wish very much," said Lady Hawkesby, "that she was safely married to some quiet sensible man." There was a good deal of sound common sense and knowledge of human nature in her "safely." Lady Hawkesby was not a brilliant woman. She was in many ways a foolish woman. But she had certain beliefs founded on the experience of many generations of people like herself, and therefore entitled to respect.
I shall see him to-morrow, and if the thing is possible at all, I shall make him thoroughly ashamed of himself." "Then I'll wait till after to-morrow," said Miss King, "before I decide on my plot. It will be much easier for me if I get the whole thing ready-made." Sir Gilbert Hawkesby finished his cigar and went to bed. He was tolerably well satisfied with himself.
"I suppose," he said, "that nothing I can say will prevent your thrusting yourself into the company of this judge to-day." "If you refer," said Meldon, "to my intention of calling civilly on Sir Gilbert Hawkesby, nothing you say will alter my view that it is a very proper thing to do, considering that the man is a stranger in the locality." "Then I beg of you, J. J., to be careful.
"Sir Gilbert Hawkesby, no less." Meldon started from his chair. "Are you sure of that?" he asked, "absolutely dead certain? This is a business over which it won't do to make mistakes." "It's what was in his letter, any way," said Doyle, "when he wrote engaging rooms in the hotel." "When does he arrive?"
What could be more improper, judged by any conceivable standard of conduct, than for a young lady to go rushing and tearing across a lawn and I declare I don't like to repeat the thing you said." "There was no impropriety of conduct," said Callaghan, "because the gentleman was her uncle." "Do you mean to tell me," said Meldon, "that Sir Gilbert Hawkesby is Miss King's uncle?" "He is.
They praised her novels publicly, and in private yawned over her morality. Many people, her aunt Lady Hawkesby among them, very strongly disapproved of her novels. Certain problems, so these ladies maintained, ought to be discussed only in scientific books, labelled "poison" for the safety of the public, and ought never to be discussed at all by young women.
You've been a good deal in the papers, haven't you?" Miss King, curiously enough, seemed pleased at this account of her reputation. It is gratifying to a novelist to be famous, and even notoriety is pleasant. She felt that, having braved the censure of Lady Hawkesby, she could afford to despise the morality of the people of Ballymoy. "The Major?" she said. "You've mentioned him once or twice.
The place wearied him, and nothing but a chivalrous sense of the duty he owed to his wife kept him there so long. Lady Hawkesby was a little exacting in some ways; and though she recognised that the judge had a right to go fishing, she disliked his running away without spending a few days with her after the busy season was over, and she was able to leave London.
Her methods, if she had done the deed, were cold-blooded and abominable; but she was a young and good-looking woman, and the public was very anxious that she should be acquitted. The judge, Sir Gilbert Hawkesby, summed up very strongly against her; but the jury, after a prolonged absence from court, found her "not guilty." The paper published a portrait of Mrs. Lorimer, at which Meldon glanced.
"Is it him they call Sir Gilbert Hawkesby?" "It is," said Meldon, "that very man. Did you see him?" "I did. It was half past ten o'clock, or maybe a little later, and the young lady was just after coming out with a terrible big lot of papers along with her.
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