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Anthony still ignored Elinor, but he saw in her child the third generation of Cardews. Lily he had never counted. He took steps to give the child the Cardew name, and the fact was announced in the newspapers. Then one day Elinor went out, and did not come back. It was something Anthony Cardew had not counted on, that a woman could love a man more than her child.
She made no difference between you and me, Aneta, who are so rich, and your cousins the Cardews, who are so rich too. She said, 'Maggie Howland, your father was a gentleman and a man of honor, a man of whom his country was proud; and I will educate you, and give you your chance. And, oh, I was happy here! And I and I should be happy now but for you and your prying ways."
The small attentions which in the Cardew household took the place of loving demonstrations had always touched her. As a family the Cardews were rather loosely knitted together, but there was something very lovable about her mother. Grace Cardew kissed her, and then held her off and looked at her. "Mercy, Lily!" she said, "you look as old as I do." "Older, I hope," Lily retorted.
They entered the house, and soon found themselves seated round the table. Mr. Tristram greeted Maggie with his usual gentle dignity. Molly delivered herself of her message from the Castle. Mr. and Mrs. Tristram said that they would be delighted to join the Cardews at supper.
"Where's Molly?" was her remark, as the two girls, with their arms twined round each other, entered the wide, low hall which was one of the special features of the old rectory. "She has gone up to see the Cardews." "Who are the Cardews?" "Why, surely, Mags, you must have heard of them?"
Unless I withdraw, Akers" he found a difficulty in speaking the name "will be elected. At least it looks that way." "And if he is," old Anthony put in, "he'll turn all the devils of hell loose on us." It was late; very late. The Cardews stood ready to flood the papers with announcements of Howard's withdrawal, and urging his supporters to vote for Hendricks, but the time was short.
As a matter of fact, Joe Wilkinson was following him that night. On his way to the Cardews Willy Cameron, suddenly remembering the uncanny ability of Jinx to escape and trail him, remaining meanwhile at a safe distance in the rear, turned suddenly and saw Joe, walking sturdily along in rubber-soled shoes, and obsessed with his high calling of personal detective.
She thought it was just talk. And they'd kept the papers from her. She hadn't heard about last night. Well, that's all. I thought you'd want to know." Pink started out, but Willy Cameron called him back. "Have any of your people any influence with the Cardews?" "No one has any influence with the Cardews, if you mean the Cardew men. Why?"
She and her sister Isabel had not been educated at home, but had been sent to foreign schools both in France and Germany; and Molly, in her heart of hearts, rather looked down upon what she considered the meager attainments of the young Cardews and their want of knowledge of the world. "It is ridiculous!" she was heard to say to Isabel on that very July morning when this story opens.
He was putting on his coat, and she picked a bit of thread from it, with nervous fingers. "Where are you going to-night, Willy?" "To the Cardews. Mr. Cardew has sent for me." She looked up at him. "Willy, I want to tell you something. The Cardews won't let that marriage stand, and you know it. I think she cares for you. Don't look at me like that. I do."
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