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Updated: June 17, 2025
Pigott went into the housekeeper's room, and Angela was at once shown up into the drawing-room. The servant announced her name to a black- robed figure lying on a sofa, and closed the door. "Come here, Angela Caresfoot," said a well-known voice, "and see how Fate has repaid the woman who tried to ruin you."
I I fear that I am disturbing you," and she made as though she would be going. Arthur felt that this was a contingency to be prevented at all hazards. "You are Miss Caresfoot," he said, hurriedly, "are you not?" "Yes I am Angela; I need not ask your name, my father told it me. You are Mr. Arthur Heigham." "Yes. And do you know that we are cousins?"
I was dreadfully hard hit myself, I can assure you, and as soon as my back was turned he went and cut me out of the water and turned my adored into Mrs. Bellamy." "What are you taking my name in vain about, Mr. Caresfoot?" said a rich, low voice behind them. "Bless me, Anne, how softly you move, you quite startled me," said little Mr. Bellamy, putting on his spectacles in an agitated manner.
Philip started visibly at her words. "Ah! Mr. Caresfoot," she went on, "I surprise you by my knowledge, but we women are sad spies, and it is my little amusement to find out other people's secrets, a very useful little amusement. I could tell you many things "
For there are many sorts and divisions of love, ranging from the affection, pure, steady, and divine, that is showered upon us from above, to the degrading madness of such a one as George Caresfoot.
I never mentioned him to Angela Caresfoot for two reasons, first, because I have not come across her, and secondly, because I understood that Philip Caresfoot did not wish it."
"Oh, why didn't you say so before?" and taking it for granted that Philip had paid her an unexpected visit, she started off for the house at a run. "Why, Philip," she exclaimed, as she swung open the door, "this is good of you, o oh!" for at that moment Mr. Caresfoot senior appeared from behind the back of the door where he had been standing by the fireplace, and made his most imposing bow.
Caresfoot, I come to speak to you on a very different subject." Philip glanced up with a quick look of expectant curiosity, but said nothing. "In short," said Arthur, desperately, "I come to ask you to sanction my engagement to Angela." A pause a very awkward pause ensued. "You are, then, engaged to my daughter?" "Subject to your consent, I am." Then came another pause.
All that night, too, George Caresfoot paced, hungry-eyed, up and down, up and down the length of his great room, his gaze fixed on the windows which commanded Bratham, like that of some caged tiger on a desired prey.
And perhaps" addressing Arthur "you will do the same on your own account." "Certainly I will write, Caresfoot; and now I think that I must be off. Her ladyship does not like having to sit up for me." George laughed in a peculiarly insulting way. "I don't think she would care much, Bellamy, if you stayed away all night. But look here, tell her I want to see her to-morrow; don't forget."
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