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At the same time Miss Fanny Merton, first introduced to Brookshire by Brookshire's favorite, Diana Mallory, was constantly to be seen in the black sheep's company.
An injury to the spine so it was reported. No doubt rest and treatment would soon amend it. A London surgeon had been sent for. Meanwhile the election was said to be lost. Muriel reluctantly produced the letter in the West Brookshire Gazette, knowing that in the natural course of things Diana must see it on the morrow.
Bennett was a force in the House, a man always listened to and universally respected, and the curiosity felt as to the relations between him and this new star and would-be leader had been for some time considerable. When Bennett sat down, the importance of the member for West Brookshire, both in the House and in the country, had risen a hundred per cent.
And the fact that she was not there, that only the empty house that she had furnished with so much girlish pleasure remained to bear its mute testimony to her grief, made feeling all the hotter. Brookshire beheld her as a charming and innocent victim, and, not being able to tell her so, found relief in blaming and mocking at the man who had not stood by her.
He will back himself, he thinks, to plan and build a modern town better than the Britisher in any case quicker. But the mosses and tiles of an old Brookshire barn beat him. Ellesborough paused at the gate to watch two land lassies carrying pails of milk across the yard towards a prolongation of the farm-house, which he supposed was the dairy.
"Well, are you going to do it?" said Casey, looking round at him. "Oh, yes!" said Wharton, cheerfully; "oh, yes! we shall do it. We shall settle old Dodgson, I think." "Are the Raeburns as strong as they were?" asked Molloy, who knew Brookshire. "What landlord is? Since '84 the ground is mined for them all good and bad and they know it."
"Good heavens!" said the other, still lazily turning over the pages of the newspaper as they sat waiting for their second course, "here is another poaching murder in Brookshire the third I have noticed within a month. On Lord Maxwell's property you know them?" "I know the old man a little fine old fellow! They'll make him President of the Council, I suppose.
"We might find a corner, I think, in that further room." He made a motion of the head towards a little boudoir which lay beyond the tea-room. Mr. Pearson nodded and passed on. Wharton returned to Marcella, who had fallen back on Frank Leven. At the approach of the member for West Brookshire, Lady Winterbourne and her daughter had moved severely away to the further end of the buffet.
Instead, she began to give her companion some preliminary information as to the party they were likely to find at Tallyn. As Mrs. Colwood already knew, Mr. Oliver Marsham, member for the Western division of Brookshire, was young and unmarried. He lived with his mother, Lady Lucy Marsham, the owner of Tallyn Hall; and his widowed sister, Mrs. Fotheringham, was also a constant inmate of the house.
Wharton was half-humorously conscious of an inward leap of fury with the necessities which had given this man to whom he had taken an instantaneous dislike the power of dealing thus summarily with the member for West Brookshire.
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