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Miss Dolly looked for an instant in my direction. "Nor with any one else?" said I. Miss Dolly looked straight in front of her. "Nor with " I began. "Hullo, old chappie, where did you spring from?" "Why, Archie!" cried Miss Dolly. "Oh, how are you, Mickleham, old man? Take this seat; I'm just off just off. Yes, I was, upon my honor got to meet a man at the club. Goodbye, Miss Foster. Jove!
"It is not probable," she observed, "that after Miss Foster's marriage you will meet her often. You will move in er somewhat different circles." "I may catch a glimpse of her in her carriage from the top of my 'bus," said I. Lady Mickleham rang the bell. I stooped for my hat.
"Well, here's Cousin Susan's. She's an old maid, you know. It's very long. Here's a bit: 'Woman has it in her power to exercise a sacred influence. I have not the pleasure of knowing Lord Mickleham, but I hope, my dear, that you will use your power over him for good. It is useless for me to deny that when you stayed with me, I thought you were addicted to frivolity.
"And showed me how to be most disagreeable to the servants." "It is the first lesson of a housekeeper." "And told me what Archie particularly liked, and how bad it was for him, poor boy." "What should we do without our mothers? I do not, however, see how I can help in all this, Lady Mickleham." "How funny that sounds!" "Aren't you accustomed to your dignity yet?" "I meant from you, Mr. Carter."
"I shouldn't be at all surprised," said I. "And another point occurs to me, Lady Mickleham." "Oh, does it? What's that, Mr. Carter?" "Do you think that anybody measured the rain gauge!" Dolly looked at me very gravely. "I'm so sorry when you do that," said she pathetically. I smiled. "I really am," said dolly. "But you don't mean it, do you?" "Certainly not," said I. Dolly smiled.
"A man must be somewhere," said I. Rhadamanthus scratched his nose. "I should have wasted the money anyhow," I added. "I suppose you would," he conceded. "But what of this caveat lodged by the Dowager Lady Mickleham? That's rather serious, you know; isn't it now joking apart?"
"Who is about to be married to my son, the Earl of Mickleham?" "That, I believe, is so," said I. I was beginning to pull myself together. "My son, Mr. Carter, is of a simple and trusting disposition. Perhaps I had better come to the point. I am informed by this letter that, in conversation with the writer the other day, Archibald mentioned, quite incidentally, some very startling facts.
Carter," she said pathetically. "Lady Mickleham is, in short," I went on, coming to my peroration, "equally deserving of esteem and affection " "Esteem and affection! That sounds just right," said Dolly approvingly. "And those who have been admitted to the enjoyment of her friendship are unanimous in discouraging all others from seeking a similar privilege."
Intelligence of the advancing party had reached the earl by courier, from the date of the first gathering on the bridge of Pont-y-pridd; and from Gloucester, along to the Thames at Reading; thence away to the Mole, from Mickleham, where the Surrey chalk runs its final turfy spine North-eastward to the slope upon Kentish soil.
"Oh, yes, let's," said Dolly, stepping out, and putting on a broad-brimmed, low-crowned hat, which she caught up from a chair hard by. "It isn't Mrs. Hilary?" she added, sitting down on a garden seat. "No," said I, leaning on a sundial which stood by the seat. "Well, what is it?" "It is simple," said I, "and serious. It is not, therefore, like you, Lady Mickleham." "It's like Mrs.
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