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At the time of the projected marriage between the Marquis of Arondelle and the heiress of Lone, John Scott was deeply sunk in debt, and badly in want of money. The capital given him by his father had been so tied up by the donor that nothing but the interest could be touched by the improvident recipient.
And the young Marquis of Arondelle entered the room, where a brilliant little company of about half a dozen gentlemen and as many ladies were assembled. The noble host came forward to welcome the new guest. His lordship met him with much cordiality, and immediately presented him to Lady , who received him with the graceful and gracious courtesy for which she was so well known.
A few days after this, in the midst of a large concourse of friends, neighbors and mourners, the mortal remains of Archibald-Alexander-John Scott, Duke of Hereward and Marquis of Arondelle, in the peerage of England, and Lord of Lone and Baron Scott, in the peerage of Scotland, were laid side by side with those of Sir Lemuel Levison, Kt., in the family vault of Lone.
George's, Hanover Square, between the young Duke of Hereward he who was Marquis of Arondelle before his father's death and the heiress of the late Sir Lemuel Levison. And how, after the ceremony, there would be a breakfast at the bride's house, and then how the happy pair would set out for their wedding tower."
Then followed a long list of other children, girls and boys, of whom the only record was birth and death. Not one of them, except the young Marquis of Arondelle, had lived to be seven years old. Then followed the long lineage of the family, going over a glorious history of eight centuries. The youth glanced over the lineage, but soon recurred to the opening paragraphs.
Take a second-class ticket, keep your face covered with a thick vail until you get to London, and to the house. I will join you there in a few days," said the first speaker, earnestly. "Why canna ye gae now, my laird?" impatiently inquired the girl. "It would be dangerous, Rose." "I'm thinking it is laughing at me ye are, Laird Arondelle.
"Sit down, young sir, sit down, and give me your letter," said the duke, pointing to a chair, and resuming his own seat. "Good Heaven, how like this boy's voice was to the voice of the young Marquis of Arondelle! Who could he be?" mused the duke, as he sat and waited the issue. The youth seated himself as directed, and seemed to hesitate, as if respectfully referring to his host's convenience.
Good-by, until we meet at the church, Lord Arondelle," she said, as she floated from the room in her bridal robe, and vail. "Who says that she is not beautiful, belies her? She is lovely in person and in spirit," murmured the young marquis, as he took up his hat to leave the house.
There! that was the weight that lay so heavy at her heart! "And yet it must have been a dream!" she said to herself. Of course she had fallen asleep there in the easy-chair, and with her thoughts running on the apparition she had met in the hall, and on the country people's gossip about Lord Arondelle and Rose Cameron, she had had that evil dream. Unquestionably it was only a dream!
In order not to attract the attention of the crowds of people who swarmed in the village, on the bridge, and on the island, Lord Arondelle had driven over to the castle in a closed cab that now waited at the gates to take him back again. He left the library and went out into the great hall.
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