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'Le Follet has, my lord; but not the others. 'Let me have it at once. Always bring it to me at once. Are there any handsome ones this time? 'They are much the same class of female as usual, I think, my lord, said Tipman, fetching the paper and laying it before him.

Menlove went on building up Mrs. Doncastle's hair awhile in silence. 'I suppose you heard the other news that arrived in town to-day, m'm? she said again. 'Lord Mountclere is going to be married to-morrow. 'To-morrow? Are you quite sure? 'O yes, m'm. Mr. Tipman has just told me so in his letter. He is going to be married to Mrs. Petherwin. It is to be quite a private wedding. Mrs.

I was, by accident, the first that Mrs. Menlove named the matter to, and I told her it might be much to her advantage if she took particular care it should go no further. 'Mrs. Menlove! Who's she? 'The lady's-maid at Mrs. Doncastle's, my lord. 'O, ah of course. You may leave me now, Tipman. Lord Mountclere remained in thought for a moment.

What an eye was hers! There is not a girl among them so beautiful. . . . Tipman! Come and take it away. I don't think I will subscribe to these papers any longer how long have I subscribed? Never mind I take no interest in these things, and I suppose I must give them up. What white article is that I see on the floor yonder? 'I can see nothing, my lord. 'Yes, yes, you can.

'A clever little puss, to hoodwink us all like this hee-hee! he murmured. 'Her education how finished; and her beauty so seldom that I meet with such a woman. Cut down my elms to please a butler's daughter what a joke certainly a good joke! To interest me in her on the right side instead of the wrong was strange. But it can be made to change sides hee-hee! it can be made to change sides! Tipman!

'Very well, Menlove, answered Mrs. Doncastle, as she serenely surveyed her right eyebrow in the glass. 'Am I to take this as a formal notice? 'If you please; but I could stay a week or two beyond the month if suitable. I am going to be married that's what it is, m'm. 'O! I am glad to hear it, though I am sorry to lose you. 'It is Lord Mountclere's valet Mr. Tipman m'm. 'Indeed.

Tipman came forward from the doorway. 'Will you take care that that piece of gossip you mentioned to me is not repeated in this house? I strongly disapprove of talebearing of any sort, and wish to hear no more of this. Such stories are never true. Answer me do you hear? Such stories are never true. 'I beg pardon, but I think your lordship will find this one true, said the valet quietly.

Tipman, you must go to Knollsea; don't send, but go yourself, as I wish nobody else to be concerned in this. Go to Knollsea, and find out when the steamboat for Cherbourg starts; and when you have done that, I shall want you to send Taylor to me. I wish Captain Strong to bring the Fawn round into Knollsea Bay.