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And, Staveley, what we have now said cannot be forgotten between us; but when we next meet, and ever after, let it be as though it were forgotten." Then he settled himself down on the bed, and Augustus left the room. It will not be supposed that Graham did go to sleep, or that he had any thought of doing so.
My bitterness overflowed at my tongue. I said: "Because papa is a poor man." "And Philip's papa is a rich man," says Mrs. Staveley, putting my own thought into words for me. "Where do you get these ideas, Eunice? Surely, you are not allowed to read novels?" "Oh no!" "And you have certainly never seen a play?" "Never."
Staveley shifted the talk back to Philip. I ought to have said Mr. Philip. No, I won't; I shall call him Philip. If I had a heart of stone, I should feel interested in him, after what Mrs. Staveley has told me. Such a sad story, in some respects. Mother dead; no brothers or sisters. Only the father left; he lives a dismal life on a lonely stormy coast. Not a severe old gentleman, for all that.
One of the servants had been despatched to Alston for a surgeon, and in an hour or two the extent of the misfortune was known. The right arm was broken "very favourably," as the doctor observed. But two ribs were broken "rather unfavourably." There was some talk of hæmorrhage and inward wounds, and Sir Jacob from Saville Row was suggested by Lady Staveley.
"That may be, but I should not wish to see you pin your happiness on any lady that was celebrated chiefly for going well to hounds." "Do you mean marry her?" and Peregrine immediately made a strong comparison in his mind between Miss Tristram and Madeline Staveley. "Yes; that's what I did mean." "I wouldn't have her if she owned every fox-cover in the county. No, by Jove!
You would not have liked to be disappointed yourself, when you made up your mind to be married." "No, I should not," said Lady Staveley. "And she will have a will of her own quite as strong as you had." And then there was silence in the room for some time. "You'll be kind to him when he comes?" said the judge. "Oh, yes," said Lady Staveley, in a voice that was by no means devoid of melancholy.
Baker knew all about it, almost better than Lady Staveley herself. It was of very little use talking to Baker about Roger the groom. Baker thought that Mr. Felix Graham was a very nice young man, in spite of his "not being exactly handsomelike about the physgognomy," as she remarked to one of the younger maids, who much preferred Peregrine Orme. Coming away from this last interval with Mrs.
As our party arrived at the open space the Miss Tristrams were stepping out of their carriage, and they came up to shake hands with Miss Staveley. "I am so glad to see you," said the eldest; "it is so nice to have some ladies out besides ourselves." "Do keep up with us," said the second. "It's a very open country about here, and anybody can ride it." And then Miss Furnival was introduced to them.
She sat between her brother-in-law, Mr. Arbuthnot, on one side, and an old friend of her father's, of thirty years' standing, on the other. The old friend talked exclusively to Lady Staveley, and Mr. Arbuthnot, though he now and then uttered a word or two, was chiefly occupied with his dinner.
"Then I must try what fortune can do for me without the brewer's dray." "Fortune has done quite enough for you, Mr. Staveley; I do not advise you to tempt her any further." "Miss Furnival, I have come to Harley Street to-day on purpose to tempt her to the utmost. There is my hand " "Mr. Staveley, pray keep your hand for a while longer in your own possession."
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