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"No will?" said Lord Bannerdale, anxiously; then his kindly face cleared. "But of course everything goes to his daughter; the estate is not entailed?" Mr. Wordley inclined his head. "The estate is not entailed, as you observed, Lord Bannerdale; and my client, Miss Ida Heron, inherits everything."
"An extremely beautiful woman," said Lady Bannerdale; "but she always struck me as being a remarkably cold one; though, of course, it may have only been manner. The present Lord Highcliffe, Sir Stephen's son, has been away some time now. I suppose he will come back soon, and they will be married. They will make a very handsome couple. You would like him, Edwin.
There is time enough yet to think of such a thing," said Lady Bannerdale, reprovingly; but while she sat it, mother-like, she thought that her son, Edwin, would be home from a long tour in the East in a week or two; that he was particularly good-looking, and in the opinion of more persons than his mother, a particularly amiable and good fellow.
One day it was in the Christmas week which Ida had been prevailed upon to spend with the Bannerdales Lord Bannerdale came in at luncheon-time with some news. "I hear the Villa is to be occupied at Christmas," he said. "Mr. Falconer and his daughter are coming down to-day." "Is there to be a house-party?" said Lady Bannerdale. "But I suppose not. No, there could not be, under the circumstances.
But this morning she surveyed the skirt ruefully, and thought of the trim and apparently always new habits which the Bannerdale girls wore; and she brushed it with a care which it had never yet received.
There is something about Ida oh, of course I can't explain! but I feel as if I could no more speak to her of love than I could could jump over this house." "And yet she is so gentle and friendly," said Lady Bannerdale to encourage him. The young fellow, wise in his generation, shook his head. "That's just it, mother," he said, gravely.
"If you are obliged to turn out of the house, why not come to us? It would be so kind and sweet of you." Ida sighed a little wearily. "Oh, I don't suppose they will insist upon ejecting me," she said. "I think I can persuade them to leave me two or three rooms." Lady Bannerdale went home and dropped her bomb-shell in the presence of Lord Bannerdale and Edwin.
Stafford Orme lately, Miss Falconer? 'I suppose you mean Lord Highcliffe, Lady Bannerdale? she said, turning her cold, blue eyes on my scarlet face. 'He is in Australia, and is well. I do not hear very often from him.
The dinner at Bannerdale Grange was quite en famille; she was made a great deal of; and if she had given them the least encouragement they would actually have petted her; but though Ida had lost something of her old pride and hauteur, caused by her isolation, she was still somewhat reserved, and, grateful as she was for their overtures of affection, she could not respond as fully as she would have liked.
"The high-bred lady," finished Lord Bannerdale. "I wonder whether we realise how old a family the Herons is; we are all mushrooms compared with that slim, little girl, who is now the mistress of Herondale and an enormous fortune." "We shall have to find a husband for her," remarked Lady Vayne, who was the match-maker of the locality. Lord Bannerdale smiled.
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