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And you, Annie, do you know you are coming to me for the season when your uncle and aunt go out of town?" "Indeed, Cousin Marilda, thank you, I don't know it, and I don't believe it." "Ah, we'll see! You haven't thought of the dresses you two are to have for the Drawing-Room from Worth's, and Lady Caergwent to present you." Anna shook her head laughingly, while Gerald muttered
She could not tell how soon he was likely to be in England. Then she thanked Mr. Wardour for having brought Lady Caergwent home, and offered him some luncheon; but in such a grave grand way, that it was plain that she did not want him to eat it, and, feeling that he could do no more good, he kissed poor Kate and wished Lady Barbara good-bye.
What article there would be in the paper "Melancholy disappearance of the youthful Countess of Caergwent." Then Aunt Barbara would be sorry she had treated her so cruelly; then Mary would know she ought not to have abandoned the child who had thrown herself on her protection. That was the way Lady Caergwent spent her hour.
"I do not allow such words or such a manner in speaking to me," said Lady Barbara, not in the least above her usual low voice; and her calmness made Kate the more furious, and jump and dance round with passion, repeating, "I'll never write lies, nor tell lies, for you or anyone; you may kill me, but I won't!" "That is enough exposure of yourself, Lady Caergwent," said her aunt.
Indeed, she began to feel that she might hope to be always good with her uncle and aunt, and that they would never make her naughty. Only too soon came the announcement of the carriage for Lady Caergwent; and when Aunt Emily took her into the bedroom to dress, she clung to that kind hand and fondled it. "My dear little girl!" and Aunt Emily held her in her arms, "I am so glad!
The sight of strong feeling distressed her, and made her awkward and ungracious. "Don't, Mary," she said, disengaging herself; "never mind; I shall always come and see you; and when I grow up, you shall come to live with me at Caergwent. And you know, when they write a big red book about me, they will put in that you brought me up." "Write a big red book about you, Kate!"
And then a light darted into Kate's eye, and a smile came on her lip. "Why should not I go home? Papa would have me again; I know he would! He would die rather than leave his child Kate to be made wicked, and forced to tell lies! Perhaps he'll hide me! Oh, if I could go to school with the children at home in disguise, and let Uncle Giles be Earl of Caergwent if he likes!
"Countess of Caergwent," she repeated; "that's not so pretty as if I were Lady Katharine." "The sound does not matter much," said Mary. "You will always be Katharine to those that love you best. And oh! " Mary stopped short, her eyes full of tears. Kate looked up at her, astonished. "Are you sorry, Mary?" she asked, a little hurt. "We are all sorry to lose our little Kate," said Mr. Wardour.
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