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Updated: May 29, 2025
The months went on, and Deerham was in a commotion: not the Clay Lane part of it, of whom I think you have mostly heard, but that more refined if less useful portion, represented by Lady Verner, the Elmsleys, the Bitterworths, and other of the aristocracy congregating in its environs.
"And Fred has gone out to keep some engagement with Sibylla West," spoke up Mrs. Verner. "She is going to spend the evening at the Bitterworths, and Fred promised, I believe, to see her safely thither. He will take his dinner when he comes in." Mr. Verner bent his head, said the grace, and the dinner began.
"Ay," said Jan. "This is my first round to-day. Bitterworths have sent for me in desperate haste. Folks always get ill at the wrong time." "Why don't you ride?" asked Lionel, turning with Jan, and stepping out at the same pace. "There was no time to get the horse ready. I can walk it nearly as fast. I have had no breakfast yet." "No breakfast!" echoed Lionel.
Though Catherine's hand is painful, she can do something." "Oh, yes, we shall manage very well," cheerfully answered Lucy. "Did you say we should have to go out, Lady Verner?" "This afternoon. For one place, we must go to the Bitterworths. You cannot go away without seeing them, and Mrs. Bitterworth is too ill just now to call upon you. I wonder whether Lionel will be here to-day?"
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