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Tregear, Francis Oliphant Tregear. The Duchess, who had been in constant correspondence with her friend, had asked questions by letter as to Mr. Tregear, of whom she had only known that he was the younger son of a Cornish gentleman, who had become Lord Silverbridge's friend at Oxford. In this there had certainly been but little to recommend him to the intimacy of such a girl as Lady Mary Palliser.
Putting all these things together on the following morning he came to an uncomfortable belief that Tregear was the dream. Soon after that he found himself near to Dolly Longstaff as they were shooting. "You know that fellow Tregear, don't you?" "Oh Lord, yes. He is Silverbridge's pal." "Did you ever hear anything about him?" "What sort of thing?" "Was he ever ever in love with any one?"
Here Frank Tregear made an oration, in which he declared his political convictions. The whole speech was said at the time to be very good; but the portion of it which was apparently esteemed the most, had direct reference to Mr. Carbottle. Who was Mr. Carbottle? Why had he come to Polpenno? Who had sent for him? Why Mr. Carbottle rather than anybody else?
If I were really in love with her I certainly should not change. It is possible that I might be bullied out of it." "But she will not be bullied out of it?" "Mary? No. That is just it. She will stick to it if he does." "I would if I were she. Where will you find any young man equal to Frank Tregear?" "Perhaps you mean to cut poor Mary out."
And if he does not yield I shall think him cruel. Why should he wish to make me unhappy all my life?" "He certainly does not wish that, my dear." "But he will do it." "I cannot go against your father, Mary." "No, I suppose not. I shall write to Mr. Tregear, and then I will show you what I have written. Papa shall see it too if he pleases. I will do nothing secret, but I will never give up Mr.
There will be people there whom I don't know, and I don't want to know. Have you heard anything about him, Mrs. Finn?" Mrs. Finn turned round and looked at her, for a moment almost angrily. Then her heart relented. "Do you mean Mr. Tregear?" "Yes, Mr. Tregear." "I think I heard that he was shooting with Lord Silverbridge." "I am glad of that," said Mary. "It will be pleasant for both of them."
"Papa, he is going to be married." When she said this Frank Tregear turned round and looked at her almost in anger. "Going to be married, is he? Who is the fortunate woman?" "I don't think he will let me tell you." "Not yet, I think," said Frank, gloomily. "There is nothing settled." The old Earl looked puzzled, but Lady Mabel's craft had been successful.
Silverbridge was so good-humoured, that even his manifest faults, shooting carelessly, lying in bed and wanting his dinner, were, if not forgiven, at least endured. But Tregear was an abomination.
I cannot bear to give him pain, but this is a matter in which I mean to have my own way." "Mean to have your own way!" said Lady Cantrip, much surprised by the determined tone of the young lady. "Certainly I do. I want you to understand so much! I suppose papa can keep us from marrying for ever and ever if he pleases, but he never will make me say that I will give up Mr. Tregear.
He's very much with Silverbridge you know." "I cannot think that Mr. Tregear has lost money." "I hope he hasn't. I know I have. I wish someone would stick up for me, and say that it was impossible." "But that is not Mr. Tregear's way of living. I can understand that Lord Silverbridge or Percival should lose money." "Or me?" "Or you, if you like to say so." "Or Tifto?"
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