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One other daughter he had, who was then already married to Sir Hugh Clavering, and Lady Clavering was the Hermione of whom mention has already been made. Lord Brabazon, whose peerage had descended to him in a direct line from the time of the Plantagenets, was one of those unfortunate nobles of whom England is burdened with but few, who have no means equal to their rank.
What charm she had depended on her look of perfect health, and her alert, intelligent expression of face. Miss Farrow, who was well read, and, indeed, had a fine taste in literature, told herself suddenly that Miss Brabazon was rather her idea of Jane Austen's Emma!
He is now just coming of age, and that is why she leaves. Lilian Ashleigh will have, however, a very good fortune, is what we genteel paupers call an heiress. Is there anything more you want to know?" Said thin Miss Brabazon, who took advantage of her thinness to wedge herself into every one's affairs, "A most interesting account. What a nice place Abbots' House could be made with a little taste!
"I think I will rest now, Mr. de Brabazon," she said. "You will favor me again later in the evening?" he pleaded. "I hardly think it will be wise." But when, half an hour later, he asked her again, Florence could not find it in her heart to say no. It would have been wise if she had done so. A pair of jealous eyes was fixed upon her.
"Very fond of them." "And of that kind of life?" "Very fond of it. I mean to be fond of everything that Lord Ongar likes. I know that I can't change him, and, therefore, I shall not try." "You are right there, Miss Brabazon." "You mean to be impertinent, sir; but I will not take it so. This is to be our last meeting in private, and I won't acknowledge that I am insulted.
As a personal favour, won't you sell them to her for a thousand?" He shook his head. "It would be wrong," he said, "I might even add, criminal." "But we take all risk," I cried. He was absolute adamant. "As a clergyman," he answered, "I feel I cannot do it." "Will you try, Mrs. Brabazon?" I asked. The pretty little Scotchwoman leant over and whispered. She coaxed and cajoled him.
He merely sent me word by Mr. De Baron." Mr. De Baron afterwards assured Lady Brabazon that the poor father had been very much cut up. Great pity was expressed throughout the party, but there was not one there who would not now have been civil to poor Mary.
She, too, had intended getting off at Fourteenth Street, but decided to remain longer in the car. "I will find out where that girl lives," she resolved. "Her conduct with Percy de Brabazon is positively disgraceful. She is evidently doing her best to captivate him. I feel that it is due to Mrs.
First, then, about those diamonds. You tried to buy them, did you not, from a person who represented himself as the Reverend Richard Brabazon, because you believed he thought they were paste; and if you could, you would have given him 10 pounds or so for them. Do you think that was honest?" "I object to this line of cross-examination," our leading counsel interposed.
"She doesn't even mention where they've gone," Amelia exclaimed, in a very bad humour. "The concierge may know," Isabel suggested, looking over my shoulder. We asked at his office. Yes, the gentleman's address was the Rev. Richard Peploe Brabazon, Holme Bush Cottage, Empingham, Northumberland. Any address where letters might be sent at once, in Paris?
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