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Before Charlie came it had been his privilege to be Miss Bellairs's cavalier, and although he never hoped, nor, to tell the truth, desired more than a temporary favor in her eyes, he did not quite like being ousted. "Pretty good for a fellow who's just had the bag!" he remarked scornfully, referring to Roger Deane's unauthorized revelation. It was the day before the exodus to Paris.
It was on a sudden impulse of what he called "providing for the girls," that Colonel Bellairs had written to Lord Lossiemouth. The renewal of his engagement to Magdalen would pave the way to Colonel Bellairs's marriage. He had already decided that Bessie would live with Magdalen, who would take her out. Fay had her jointure.
I see Dora has introduced herself. You must present me. When was it?" Portions of this address puzzled John considerably, but he thought it best to do as he was told. "Mary," he said, "let me introduce General Bellairs Miss Bellairs's father to you. General Bell " The General interrupted him by addressing Mary with much, effusion. "Delighted to meet you. Ah, you know our young friend Ellerton?
There was a long pause, during which Bellairs's countenance was as a book, and then, not much too soon for the impending hammer, "Forty thousand and five dollars," said he. Pinkerton and I exchanged eloquent glances. We were of one mind. Bellairs had tried a bluff; now he perceived his mistake, and was bidding against time; he was trying to spin out the sale until the messenger boy returned.
He groaned with sudden self-disgust. What unworthy thought would come to him next? Of course she knew nothing of this. He looked at the date of each letter carefully. Aunt Aggie's according to her wont had only the day of the week on it, just Tuesday, or it might be Thursday but Colonel Bellairs's and Lady Blore's were fully dated, and about a fortnight apart. Colonel Bellairs had written last.
There was a long pause, during which Bellairs's countenance was as a book; and then, not much too soon for the impending hammer, "Forty thousand and five dollars," said he. Pinkerton and I exchanged eloquent glances. We were of one mind. Bellairs had tried a bluff; now he perceived his mistake, and was bidding against time; he was trying to spin out the sale until the messenger boy returned.
The two cousins, Leonora and Agatha, talked to her; the one of her balls, the other of her music patronised her, and called her their good little cousin while they criticised the stiff set of those unfortunate plaits made by Susan, and laughed, as if it was an unheard-of concession, at Bellairs's holiday.
"He's sending for instructions," I wrote to Pinkerton. "For money," he wrote back. "Shall I strike out? I think this is the time." I nodded. "Thirty thousand," said Pinkerton, making a leap of close upon three thousand dollars. I could see doubt in Bellairs's eye; then, sudden resolution. "Thirty-five thousand," said he. "Forty thousand," said Pinkerton.
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