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"I did not think Papa well enough to be left, and accordingly begged Sir James and Lady Kay Shuttleworth to return to London without me. It was arranged that we were to stay at several of their friends' and relatives' houses on the way; a week or more would have been taken up on the journey.
She is being moved out to-day." "Dear me," said Mrs. Morrison, greatly struck. "Is it surprising?" "Most. So unlike Lady Shuttleworth." "She has been very kind." "Do you know her?" "No; but my uncle was there this morning." "And managed to persuade her?" "He is very eloquent," said Priscilla, with a demure downward sweep of her eyelashes. "Just a little more," thought Mrs.
Jones with generous hands; and in return she had expressed no sentiments that were not appropriate, and never, never had breathed the faintest suggestion to any of her benefactors that what she really wanted most was rum. It shocked both the women inexpressibly, and positively pained Lady Shuttleworth. Mrs.
The very work that he hated seemed to wear an unwonted look of tenderness. Who would keep the books he had kept with something of his father's neatness; who would look after the accounts of "the Rev. Thomas Salthouse," or take charge of "Ex'ors James Shuttleworth, Esqre"? Of course, it was absurd absurd, perhaps, just because it was human.
"He means," said Shuttleworth still feebly, "that we we grabbed ANOTHER MAN'S six-shooter and and he that is and they he he and me grabbed each other, and don't you see ?" but here, becoming more involved and much weaker, he discreetly fainted away. And that was all Buckeye ever knew of the affair! For they refused to speak of it again, and Dr. Duchesne gravely forbade any further interrogation.
That would be jam for Georgie, and he could easily imagine himself saying to Lucia, "My dear, I thought you must have known that she had married Mr Shuttleworth and kept her maiden name! How tarsome for you! They are so touchy about that sort of thing."
"Of course I'll come," said Priscilla, hastily ringing the bell. "But you must not look unhappy," said Lady Shuttleworth, laying her hand on the girl's arm, "that would make matters ten times worse. You must promise to be as gay as possible." "Yes, yes I'll be gay," promised Priscilla, while her heart became as lead within her at the thought that she was the cause of poor Tussie's sufferings.
His secretary, Edward Shuttleworth who before his regeneration had been gambler, saloon-keeper, and general reprobate ushered Anthony into the room, exhibiting his redeemer and benefactor as though he were displaying a treasure of immense value. They shook hands gravely. "I'm awfully glad to hear you're better," Anthony said.
"Did she did she ask for it herself?" asked Lady Shuttleworth, a great anxiety in her voice. "Yes, and I promised." Both the women looked very grave. Mrs. Jones, who was extremely old and certainly dying not from any special disease but from mere inability to go on living had been up to this a shining example to Symford of the manner in which Christian old ladies ought to die.
Sir Ralph Assheton had married twice, his first wife being a daughter of Sir James Bellingham of Levens, in Northumberland, by whom he had two children; while his second choice fell upon Eleanor Shuttleworth, the lovely and well-endowed heiress of Gawthorpe, to whom he had been recently united.
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