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These and other points of reflection troubled Ethel, and she was glad the long trial was nearing its end, for she knew quite well the disagreement of that evening had done no good. Dora would certainly repeat their conversation, in her own way of interpreting it, to both Basil Stanhope and Fred Mostyn. More than likely both Bryce and Mrs.
"I shall be glad to see America again. There was a letter from Dora this morning. They sail on the twenty-third." "Do you know anything of Mostyn?" "Since he wrote us a polite farewell we have heard nothing." "Do you think he went to America?" "I cannot tell. When he bid us good-by he made no statement as to his destination; he merely said 'he was leaving England on business."
Nevertheless, it was perfectly natural for me then to use words employed by older people, and the reader will remember that I had been learning Latin for more than two years. "On the road from Rhydland to Abergele we saw Hemmel Park, the seat of Lord Dinorbin, lately burnt down. Near Rhydland is Penwarn, the seat of Lord Mostyn; the house is small and unpretending, the grounds are beautiful.
"He sat alone in Delbridge's office seeming to shun Mostyn without saying a word for half an hour; then he asked me to telephone the facts to Mrs. Buckton. I did so, and she drove down to the bank, so weak that she had to be helped from her carriage. She and the old man held a consultation.
One evening after supper Saunders informed him that Dolly and some of her literary friends were to hold a club-meeting at the schoolhouse to discuss some topic of current interest, and asked him if he would care to go along with him. Mostyn was seated at the end of the veranda smoking.
If the horse had caught his feet on the top rail he would have thrown you. Don't, don't do it any more. Don't, please don't!" She avoided his burning upward glance. Suddenly a shadow swept over her face. "Of course, you've heard about Mr. Mostyn?" she said, softly. "Isn't it simply awful?" He nodded, telling her about the letter he had just received.
In the course of time he had accumulated a creditable museum of natural history, which to this day may be seen at Mostyn House, in Parkgate; and to it have been added specimens of caribou, seals, foxes, porcupines and other Labrador animals, which in his busy later years he has found time to mount, for he is still the same eager and devoted student of nature.
For a trip like this to-night horses come handy. There are some rough places between here and my home." "It does away with the chauffeur," Mostyn said, inwardly, as his tongue lay dead in his mouth. He glanced toward the open doorway. "Irene may be ready," he remarked, moving toward the house.
He hesitated, it seemed to Saunders, longer than was necessary before he answered: "I hope you will excuse me, but you mustn't let me keep you away. I am very tired and shall go to bed early." A little later Saunders left for the meeting. Mostyn saw him pass out at the gate under the starlight. The bell was ringing.
"Free grub is fattening. I'll have to gird up my loins with a rope before long." Then he was silent. The look of merriment passed from his face. Mostyn thought he had never seen a more impressive figure as the man stood, a ray of sunlight on his brow, looking wistfully over the heads of his little audience toward the rugged mountains.
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