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They had a rapid drive, and reached Winiston House as it was generally called before eleven. Great was the surprise and consternation excited by so unexpected an arrival. The house was in the charge of a widow whose husband had been the late, lord's steward. She looked somewhat dubiously at Lord Arleigh and then at his companion, when they had entered. Madaline never opened her lips.
Away rolled the little golden ring, and when Lord Arleigh stooped down he could not see it. He was for some minutes searching for it, and then he found it it had rolled into the hollow of a large letter on one of the level grave-stones.
Stay here for a few days until you are quite well." So Lord Arleigh allowed himself to be persuaded, saying, with a smile, that he had come to Glaburn purposely for solitude. "It was for the same thing that I came here," said the earl. "I have had a great sorrow in my life, and I like sometimes to be alone to think about it."
"Do you really like it, Norman without flattery?" "I never flatter, Philippa, not even in jest; you should know that." "I never heard you flatter," she acknowledged. "I took pains with my toilet, Norman, to please you; if it does so I am well content." "There is another waltz," said Lord Arleigh; "we will go back to the ball-room." "Make him love me!" she said to herself, in bitter disdain.
So Lord Arleigh took the good advice given to him to lay still, but on the second day he rose, declaring that he could stand no further confinement. Even then Lord Mountdean would not hear of his going. "I am compelled to be despotic with you," he said. "I know that at Glaburn you have no housekeeper, only men-servants and they cannot make you comfortable, I am sure.
"What do you call a regular engagement?" said the young heiress. "He never made love to me, if that is what you mean he never asked me to be his wife; but it was understood always understood." "By whom?" asked Lady Peters. "My mother and his. When Lady Arleigh lived, she spent a great deal of time at Verdun Royal with my mother; they were first cousins, and the dearest of friends.
When morning dawned she went to her room; she did not wish the household to know that she had sat up and watched the night through. Once out of the house, Lord Arleigh seemed to realize for the first time what had happened; with a gesture of despair he threw himself back in the carriage. The footman came to him. "Where to, my lord to Beechgrove?"
"Before long Miss Arleigh will be one of the queens of society, heiress of Hanton, and of the large fortune left by her father; we shall have some of the first men in England wooing her. She may be a duchess if she likes." At which intelligence Lord Ridsdale opened his eyes. He had thought of his ward as of a tiresome responsibility, a child of whom the charge would be very troublesome.
She studied the character of this young heiress, and played so adroitly upon her weakness that Marion Arleigh, in her sweet girlish simplicity, had no chance against her. When Allan Lyster came, to all outward appearances no one could have been more reserved; he rarely addressed his pupils, never except on matters connected with the lesson. He never looked at them.
"There is nothing of the kind," she replied, earnestly. "I do not believe that Miss Arleigh has even begun to think of such things." "So much the worse when she does begin," thought Lady Ridsdale. When the preliminaries had all been discussed, and Miss Arleigh was requested to meet her guardian, Lady Ridsdale could not control her surprise at the sight of the girl's beauty.
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