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"You appear always to be very ready for a quarrel, Mr Dale," said the Duke, with a glance at Carford. "Pray, what's the dispute?" "I'll tell your Grace the whole matter," said I readily enough, for I had nothing to blame myself with. "No, I won't have it told," cried M. de Fontelles. "It's my pleasure to hear it," said the Duke coldly. "Well, sir, it was thus," said I, with a candid air.
Many a time I wished I was back with my father, but I was too proud to admit that I had made a mistake. So I kept on working in the city, and finally I began to forget all about the farm. "I won't make this story too long, for you might get tired of it," said Mr. Carford, as he got up to put a log on the fire. "Oh, we like stories; don't we, Freddie?" said Flossie. "Yes," said Freddie softly.
I stood for an instant, watching the retreating form of the man who had enquired the way. A spirit of high excitement came on me; it might be that all was not finished, and that Betty Nasroth's prophecy should not bind the future in fetters. For there at the inn was Carford, and here, if I did not err, was the man whom my knowledge of French had so perplexed in the inn at Canterbury.
Darrell caught me by the arm and held me fast. Jermyn was by Carford's side. I hardly knew what passed, being much upset by the sudden quarrel, and yet more by the idea, that Carford's words had put in my head. I saw Jermyn come forward, and Darrell, loosing my arm, went and spoke to him. Lord Carford resumed his seat; I leant against the back of my chair and waited.
But the children soon forgot this in the joy of helping in the distribution of the good things in the sled, and the happiness brought to many poor families seemed to make up, in a way, for what Mr. Carford had suffered in the trouble over his nephew. When all the gifts had been given out from the sled, Mr.
"In truth I'm much obliged to you, my Lord Carford," said I to myself under the window. "There's no use in going to Deal," cried Monmouth. "Oh, I wish I had the fellow here! She's gone, Carford; God's curse on it, she's gone! The prettiest wench at Court! Louis has captured her. 'Fore heaven, if only I were a King!" "Heaven has its own times, sir," said Carford insidiously.
But Snow Lodge still stands, though I haven't been near it for some years. I couldn't go. No, I couldn't go," and he shook his head sadly. "I just couldn't go." The Bobbsey children did not know what to think. Mr. Carford seemed very sad. Suddenly he turned away from the fire that blazed on the hearth, and asked: "Did I ever tell you about Snow Lodge?" "No," said Bert, softly.
"Alone of us here, Mr Dale knows, and since he cannot tell us the knowledge is lost to the world. James, have you any news of my friend M. de Fontelles?" "Such news as your Majesty has," answered Monmouth. "And I hear that my Lord Carford will not die." "Let us be as thankful as is fitting for that," said the King.
Carford would frown and throw his eyes towards me, as though to ask if I were to hear these things, but the Duke refused his suggestion. Nay, once he said in jest: "What I say is as safe with him as with you, my lord, or safer." I wondered to see Carford indignant. "Why do you say safer, sir?" he asked haughtily, while the colour on his cheeks was heightened.
So it fell out with me, and being outside I did not know what passed within nor how my Lord Carford fared with Mistress Barbara. I flung myself in deep chagrin on the grass of the Manor Park, cursing my fate, myself, and if not Barbara, yet that perversity which was in all women and, by logic, even in Mistress Barbara.
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