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Updated: June 29, 2025
"How far is it to this woman's cottage? We'll go there now." "She wouldn't be up." Lady Casterley's eyes gleamed maliciously. "You tell me she's so nice," she said. "No nice unencumbered woman lies in bed after half-past seven. Which is the very shortest way? No, Ann, we can't take you."
"And where have you been meeting this er anonymous creature?" she asked. Barbara came from the hearth, and bending down beside Lady Casterley's chair, seemed to envelop her completely. "I'm all right, Granny; she couldn't corrupt me." Lady Casterley's face peered out doubtfully from that warmth, wearing a look of disapproving pleasure. "I know your wiles!" she said. "Come, now!" "I see her about.
His nurses, governesses, tutors, by their own confession did not understand him, finding that he took himself with unnecessary seriousness; a little afraid, too, of one whom they discovered to be capable of pushing things to the point of enduring pain in silence. Much of that early time was passed at Ravensham, for he had always been Lady Casterley's favourite grandchild.
I shall go in." Under the stone porch she paused. The purple cloud had broken; a blind fury of rain was deluging the fast-scattering crowd. A faint smile came on Lady Casterley's lips. "It will do them good to have their ardour damped a little. You will get wet, Clifton hurry! I expect Lord Valleys to dinner. Have a room got ready for him to dress. He's motoring from Monkland."
The expression on Lady Casterley's face was strangely compounded of surprise, kindliness, defence, and impatience as with a child. "Not if I can prevent it, Clifton," she said shortly; "in fact, you need not concern yourself." Clifton bowed. "Excuse me mentioning it, my lady;" a quiver ran over his face between its long white whiskers, "but his young lordship's career is more to me than my own."
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