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Updated: June 28, 2025
They have called me to counsel more than once, poor fellows; and so, with your lordship's permission, I'll withdraw. Lord Chelford walked with him to the steps. It was a beautiful night very little moon, but that and the stars wonderfully clear and bright, and all things looking so soft and airy. 'Try one of these, said the peer, presenting his cigar case.
The time was growing short. Lord Chelford plainly thought more than he cared to say; and his mother, who never minced matters, said perhaps more than she quite thought. Chelford was to give the beautiful heiress away.
So we laid down our cues, with the customary ejaculations of surprise. We declined wine and water, and all other creature comforts. Wylder and Lake had a walk before them, and we bid Lord Chelford 'good-night' in the passage, and I walked with them through the deserted and nearly darkened rooms. Our talk grew slow, and our spirits subsided in this changed and tenebrose scenery.
Wylder was surprised, puzzled, and a good deal incensed that saucy craft had fired her shot so unexpectedly across his bows. He looked a little flushed, and darted a stealthy glance across the table, but no one he thought had observed the manoeuvre. He would have talked to ugly Mrs. W. Wylder, his sister-in-law, at his left, but she was entertaining Lord Chelford now.
Mingled with this criticism, was a feeling quite unavowed even to herself a sore feeling that Lord Chelford had been and this she never admitted to herself before more particular no, not exactly that but more something or other not exactly expressible in words, in his approaches to her, than was consistent with his situation.
Don't be a muff and give him expensive wines a pint of sherry is plenty between you; and when he dines at his club half-a-pint does him. I know; but if he costs you more, I hereby promise to pay it. Won't that do? Well, about Chelford: I have been thinking he takes airs, and maybe he is on his high-horse about that awkward business about Miss Brandon.
So Chelford led Stanley Lake before the lady of the castle. I thought of the 'Fair Brunnisende, with the captive knight in the hands of her seneschal before her, and I fancied he said something of having found him trespassing in her town, and brought him up for judgment. Whatever Lord Chelford said, Miss Brandon received it very graciously, and even with a momentary smile.
'So Mark's gone to town, he said; 'but he'll be back again on Saturday, and in the meantime desires me to lay his heart at your feet, Dorcas. Will you read the note? 'No, said Dorcas, quietly. Lady Chelford extended her long, shrivelled fingers, on which glimmered sundry jewels, and made a little nod to her son, who gave it to her, with a smile.
'He chose an unlucky moment for his departure. I meant to speak to him and end all between us; and I would now write, but there is no address to his letters. I think Lady Chelford and her son begin to think there is more in this oddly-timed journey of Mr. Wylder's than first appeared. When I came into the parlour this morning I knew they were speaking of it.
Won't you believe me, darling? 'Then, if it be so, Stanley, I think we should hesitate long before selling any part of the estate, upon a mere conjecture of danger. You or I may over-estimate that danger, being so nearly affected by it. We must take advice; and first, we must consult Chelford. Remember, Stanley, how long the estate has been preserved.
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