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Last autumn came by the coach a parcel containing just such a book as this for last year, and a letter from Mr. Lupton Relfe a foreigner settled in London and he prayed in most polite bookseller strain that I would look over my portfolio for some trifle for this book for 1825.
Your ladyship's greeting shows me what I had lost had I not done so." "You are but newly arrived?" quoth Diana, scanning him in the gloaming. "From London, an hour since." "An hour?" she echoed, and observed that he was still booted and dust-stained. "You will have been to Lupton House?"
'There's no knowing how far the pig-headed brute may go in his obstinacy, Lord Alfred said to Mr Lupton, who was there. It no doubt might have been wise to have allowed the merchant prince to return home with the resolution that his dinner should be abandoned.
Nancy said: "But... but..." and then: "He will be able to marry Miss Lupton." Leonora just moved a hand in assent. Her eyes were shut. "Then..." Nancy began. Her blue eyes were full of horror: her brows were tight above them; the lines of pain about her mouth were very distinct. In her eyes the whole of that familiar, great hall had a changed aspect.
'They say he hasn't been in the City all day. I suppose he's in Longestaffe's house. That poor fellow has got it heavy all round. The man has got his place in the country and his house in town. There's Nidderdale. I wonder what he thinks about it all. 'This is awful; ain't it? said Nidderdale. 'It might have been worse, I should say, as far as you are concerned, replied Mr Lupton. 'Well, yes.
Captain Kettle showed his visitor courteously down to the temporary jail, and then returned to the chart-house and sipped his tea. "His name may really have been Cranze, but he was a poet, poor lad," he mused, thinking of the dead. "That's why he couldn't do the dirty work. But I sha'n't tell Lupton that reason. He'd only laugh and that poetry ought to be a bit of a secret between the lad and me.
He had a great ox in the Smithfield Cattle Show, and met our Lupton uncles there not as an unsuccessful man. And I? I had a dim feeling that Alured would soon cease to need me, and Jaquetta would not be claimed for a long time; and if But in the midst of that I saw a haggard face driving in the park by the side of a little, over-dressed, faded woman.
For the rest, he came and went, supremely calm, as if he were, and knew himself to be, most welcome at Lupton House. Thrice in the course of that week of waiting he rode over from Zoyland Chase to pay his duty to Mistress Westmacott, and Ruth was persuaded on each occasion by her aunt and cousin to receive him. Indeed, how could she well refuse? His manner was ever all that could be desired.
As he was making the second bet Mr. Lupton came across to him and begged him to hold his hand. "It will be a nasty sum for you to lose, and winning it will be nothing to you," he said. Silverbridge took it good-humouredly, but said that he knew what he was about. "These men will pay," whispered Lupton; "but you can't be quite sure what they're at."
His lordship hailed the boy, who, thereupon, walked his horse to the carriage door. "Lord Gervase," said he, "will you bid the coachman put about and drive to Lupton House?" Lord Gervase stared at him in hopeless bewilderment. "Drive to Lupton House?" he echoed. The more he saw of this odd wedding, the less he understood of it.
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