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"Having now explained to Lady Sue Aldmarshe the terms of her noble father's will," he said, "methinks that she is ready to receive the moneys from our hands, good Sir Marmaduke, and thereupon to give us the proper receipt prescribed by law, for the same ..." He checked himself for a moment, and then made a respectful, if pointed, suggestion: "Mistress de Chavasse?" he said inquiringly.
From the memoirs of Editha de Chavasse we also know that Lady Sue Aldmarshe, girl-wife and widow, did, after a period of mourning, marry Michael Richard de Chavasse, sole surviving nephew and heir presumptive of his lordship the Earl of Northallerton.
The triumph was complete. But of a truth the game was waxing dangerous. Lady Sue Aldmarshe had promised to marry her prince. She would keep her word, of that Sir Marmaduke was firmly convinced. But there would of necessity be two or three days delay and every hour added to the terrors, the certainty of discovery. There was a watch-dog at Sue's heels, stern, alert, unyielding.
His ambition had not taught him the salutary lesson of how to make friends in order to attain his desires. His second return to the ancestral home was scarcely less disastrous than the first; a mortgage on his revenues as guardian of Lady Sue Aldmarshe just saved him this time from the pursuit of his creditors, and this mortgage he had only obtained through false statements as to his ward's age.
"'Tis Adam Lambert who lies here ... murdered ... and if that be so," he continued firmly, "then the man who put these clothes upon the body of the smith is his murderer ... the foreigner who called himself Prince Amédé d'Orléans." "The husband of Lady Sue Aldmarshe," quoth Sir Marmaduke, breaking into a loud laugh.
On the advent of Lady Sue Aldmarshe into his bachelor establishment he called on his sister-in-law for the part of duenna. At one time the fair Editha had exercised her undoubted charms over Marmaduke's violent nature, but latterly she had become a mere butt for his outbursts of rage. But now to her astonishment, and in response to her petulant reproach, his fury seemed to fall away from him.
The most elemental prudence should indeed have counseled an immediate journey to Amsterdam and a prompt negotiation of all marketable securities which Lady Sue Aldmarshe had placed in his hands.
His ironical laugh grated on her nerves, as he replied lightly: "Pshaw! my dear Editha! of a truth you are not your own calm self to-day, else you had understood that forsooth! in the love affairs of Prince Amédé d'Orléans and Lady Susannah Aldmarshe there must and can be no 'afterwards." "I don't understand you." "Yet, 'tis simple enough. Sue is my wife." "Your wife! ..." she exclaimed. "Hush!
And beside the central table, near Master Skyffington and facing Sir Marmaduke, was Lady Susannah Aldmarshe, only daughter and heiress of the late Earl of Dover, this day aged twenty-one years, and about to receive from the hands of her legal guardians the vast fortune which her father had bequeathed to her, and which was to become absolutely hers this day to dispose of as she list.
"I would dare remain there, where my humble presence is most desired beside the gracious lady who honors me with her love." "You are insolent, master ... and Sir Marmaduke ..." "Oh!" he rejoined lightly, "Sir Marmaduke doth not object." "There, I fear me, you are in error, master! and in his name I now forbid you ever to attempt to speak to Lady Susannah Aldmarshe again."
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