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Chide's second defence of Juliet Sparling as given to a fellow-lawyer was a remarkable piece of technical statement, admirably arranged, and unmarked by any trace of the personal feeling he had not been able to hide from Lady Lucy. "Most interesting most interesting," murmured Ferrier, as the story came to an end. "A tragic and memorable case."
Everybody of his acquaintance was now engaged in retrying the Wing murder, since that statement of Chide's in the Times. No one talked of anything else, and the new story that was now tacked on to the old had given yet another spin to the ball of gossip. How had the story got out? Bobbie believed that it had been mainly the doing of Lady Niton.
The messenger, as soon as he knew I was here, produced a letter for me that he was to have taken on to Lytchett. It is a nice letter a very nice letter, as far as that goes. Broadstone wanted me to use my influence with John described his difficulties " Chide's hand suddenly clinched on his knee. " If I could only get at that creature, Lord Philip!" "You think it was the shock killed him?"
Chide's expression changed. Lord Philip Darcy, a brilliant but quite subordinate member of the former Liberal Government, had made but occasional appearances in Parliament during the five years' rule of the Tories. He was a traveller and explorer, and when in England a passionate votary of the Turf.
Chide made himself delightful to them. On that Italian journey of which he constantly thought, Ferrier had been amused and cheered all through by Bobbie's nonsense; and the young fellow had loyally felt his death and shown it. Chide's friendly eye would be on him and his Ettie henceforward. Five or ten minutes afterward, a brougham drove up to the door of Lytchett, and a small lady emerged.
"You should only stay if I might tell you I am a miserable creature but I love you! And I may be a miserable creature in Chide's opinion everybody's. But I am not quite such a cur as that." "Oliver!" She slipped to her knees. "Oliver! don't send me away!" All her being spoke in the words. Her dark head sank upon his shoulder, he felt her fresh cheek against his. With a cry he pressed her to him.
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