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There was no look either of awe or of triumph. She seemed to take it as a matter of course, quite as much at least as any Lady Amaldina could have done, who might have been justified by her position in expecting that some young noble eldest son would fling himself at her feet. "And are you ready with your answer?" Marion turned her eyes towards her friend, but made no immediate reply.
It might be that Lady Amaldina took special joy in having such a listener, because Lady Frances herself had placed her own hopes so low. That story as to the Post Office clerk was known to everybody at Castle Hautboy. Lady Persiflage ridiculed the idea of keeping such things secret. Having so much to be proud of in regard to her own children, she thought that there should be no such secrets.
Some little romance there was; but at the end of the first week Amaldina wisely told her mother that the thing wouldn't do. She would always be glad to regard Lord Hampstead as a cousin, but as to anything else, there must be an end of it. "I shall some day give up my title and abandon the property to Freddy. I shall then go to the United States, and do the best I can there to earn my own bread."
The conduct of Lady Frances in reference to George Roden was no doubt very much blamed, but the disgrace did not loom so large in the eyes of Lady Persiflage as in those of her sister the Marchioness. Amaldina was, therefore, suffered to amuse herself, even as the guest of her wicked friend; even though the host were himself nearly equally wicked.
In this frame of mind he determined that he would return to Hendon Hall almost immediately. Further hope of hunting with the Braeside Harriers there was none; and it was necessary for him to see Roden as soon as possible. That evening at the Castle Lady Amaldina got hold of him, and asked him his advice as to her future duties as a married woman.
Lady Amaldina and he were both to arrive there on Wednesday, December 3rd, and remain till the Tuesday morning.
"If you will only let the matter be settled by those who understand it, and not talk about it just at present, it would be so much better." "You heard what Lord Llwddythlw called him," said the Marchioness. "Llwddythlw always was an oaf," said Amaldina. "He meant to be gracious," said Fanny; "and I am much obliged to him."
Lady Amaldina turned round to her friend, as though to ask whether she had ever seen such an absurd creature in her life. "You know what I mean by riding, Llwddythlw," she said. "I suppose I do. You want me to break my neck." "Oh, heavens! Indeed I don't." "Or, perhaps, only to see me in a ditch." "I can't have that pleasure," she said, "because you won't allow me to hunt."
"Long life and happiness to the bride of Castle Hautboy!" said he at the top of his voice. Lady Amaldina could not but see the man, and, recognizing him, she bowed. It was Crocker, the irrepressible Crocker. He had been also in the church. The narrator and he had managed to find standing room in a back pew under one of the galleries.
Had Lady Amaldina thrown herself away on another Roden the aunt would have no doubt gone to the country; but her niece had done her duty in life with so much propriety and success that it would have been indecent to desert her. Lady Kingsbury therefore remained in Park Lane, and was driven to endure frequently the sight of the Post Office clerk.
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