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Updated: June 1, 2025
The first view of Héronac had enchanted them both, it was indeed a unique place. "What taste!" Henry had said. "Fancy a young woman knowing and seeing at once the possibilities of such a place!" "It is as grim as Arranstoun and nearly as old," Michael exclaimed. "I am glad we came."
And when are you going to be married, old man? I'll lend you Arranstoun for the honeymoon damned good place for a honeymoon " and then he stopped short suddenly and laughed with a strange regretful sound in his mirth. "Alas!" Henry sighed.
"All I wanted then was to go away and forget all about you and everything and have lots of nice clothes and join my friend Moravia in Paris. You see, I was still just a silly ignorant child. Mr. Parsons got me a good maid who is with me still, and he agreed at last to my taking the name of Howard I thought if I kept the Arranstoun everyone would know."
"One of my ancestors was among that party," he said, pointing to a figure. "He had just killed a Moreton and stolen his wife, that is why he looks so perky the fellow in the blue doublet." Mr. Fordyce rose from his chair and fired his last shot. "And now a female spider is going to paralyze the last Arranstoun, and rule him for the rest of his days, sapping his vitality." But Michael protested.
A spider, I tell you, a roaring hypocrite, too, bamboozling poor Rose into thinking her a virtuous, persecuted little darling, with a noble passion for you, and my sister is a downright person not easily fooled. At this moment, Violet is probably shedding tears on her shoulder over poor Maurice, while she is plotting how soon she can become mistress of Arranstoun.
Parsons had raised no objection, being indeed greatly flattered at the proposed alliance for who had not heard of the famous border Castle of Arranstoun and envied its possessor? They had talked a long time and settled everything. "Tie up the whole of Miss Delburg's money entirely upon herself," Mr. Arranstoun had said "if it is not already done then we need not bother about settlements.
The report of the case would be in the Scotch papers, and Michael Arranstoun being such a person of consequence it would probably be just announced in the English journals, too, and Henry would see it. She could delay no longer; he must be told the truth in the next few days. The sight of his kind, distinguished face shining with love had unnerved her.
And Henry, engaged for a moment taking a second cup of tea from Madame Imogen's fat hand, Michael answered for him, looking straight into her eyes: "Michael Howard Arranstoun of Arranstoun over the border in Scotland like Gretna Green." "How romantic that sounds," Madame Imogen chimed in. "Why, it's a name fit for a stage play I do think.
And it was a homely place, too, with quantities of book-cases and comfortable chairs for all its vast size. Michael thought there was a faint look of his own room at Arranstoun and he joined the two who had advanced to one of the huge embrasures of the windows where the tea table was laid here there were velvet-covered window seats where one could lounge and gaze out at the sea.
"Ridiculously stupid, everything I did was stupid that separated you from me. The natural action of my character would have been just to seize you again and carry you off resisting or unresisting to Arranstoun, but some idiotic sentiment of honor to Henry held me."
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