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Updated: July 17, 2025
I crept into bed and thought miserably of what Anthony Cardew would think of me when he should hear of my disgrace. Of course he would not know why I had married Richard Dawson.
"Our special friends the Tristrams, the rector's daughters, and a friend of theirs, a Miss Howland, are coming up the avenue." "Certainly, my dear," said Lady Lysle; and Cicely and Merry were off down the avenue like arrows from the bow to meet their friends. Lady Lysle watched the two girls, and then turned to speak to Mrs. Cardew. "What name was that I heard Cicely say?" was her remark.
He kept his religious observances for bad weather, but at such times as he attended service he did it with the decorum and dignity of a Cardew, who bowed to his God but to nothing else. He made the responses properly and with a certain unction, and sat during the sermon with a vigilant eye on the choir boys, who wriggled.
I felt that I must hear some of them, even though the name of Cardew was not to be mentioned in our hearing. I found my godmother watering her rose trees on the eastward side of the house from which the sun had now departed. The grassy terraces before the house smelt deliciously, for a water-sprinkler in the grass sent out fine spray like a fountain.
Ward is not particularly engaged. She will see you, I am sure, directly." The girl withdrew, and Cardew sank into a low chair. He had to wait a few minutes, and during that time had abundant leisure to look round the beautiful room in which he found himself. It was so furnished as to resemble a fresh country room.
"Can't we make an exhibition of them on the day?" "Yes, why not?" said Molly and Isabel. "That would be quite lovely." "Oh yes, do! do, Maggie darling!" said Merry Cardew. Maggie at once agreed; and Miss Johnson said, "Now, if you will put them all back in their boxes I will take them and lock them into the safe myself.
Your family and how strangely you are a Cardew! lost its courage at the last moment, and a gentleman named Hendricks is now setting up imitation beer and cheap cigars to his friends." Behind his mocking voice she knew the real fury of the man, kept carefully in control by his iron will. "As you have also correctly surmised," he went on, "there is now nothing to be gained by any delay.
"It's the most marvelous school in the world," said Aneta with enthusiasm. "I do wish you would send Cicely and Merry there. They would have a good time." "Is your aunt in?" said Mr. Cardew, a little restlessly. "Oh yes; she'll be down in a minute." Lady Lysle now hurried into the room. "How do you do, Cyril?" she said. "I didn't expect to find you in town just now.
"Well, he can't say too much in its favor," said Maggie. "Any girl who didn't get good from it ought to be ashamed of herself." "What is that you are saying, Miss Howland?" said the voice of Mr. Cardew at that moment. "Oh father! I never saw you," cried Merry. Mr. Cardew came up and shook hands with Maggie.
We had done our best to got a Cabinet Minister to come down, but they all had some excuse or other, and we had to content ourselves with CARDEW, who, being an Undersecretary, is the next best thing to the genuine Cabinet rose. VULLIAMY came too. A most extraordinary chap that.
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