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"I'm sorry," said the youngest member, smiling, in some embarrassment, "but my name is not Chudleigh. I assure you, though, that I know the family very well, and that I am on very good terms with them." "You should be!" exclaimed the Baronet; "and, judging from the liberties you take with the Chetneys, you had better be on very good terms with them, too."
"After all," he said, "that may be true." Then Greythorpe came up in search of Millicent, and when she went away with him Challoner saw Mrs. Chudleigh approaching. Obeying her sign he followed her to a seat in the recess in the hall. "Mr. Greythorpe came down yesterday," she said. "I suppose you have already had a talk with him." "Last night.
This celebrated Miss Chudleigh was maid of honour to the Princess Dowager of Wales, and afterwards became Duchess of Kingston. As her history is well known I shall say something more of her in due course. I went home well enough pleased with my day's work.
Chudleigh alone. Fortune favoured him, for when he entered the gallery she stood before a picture and the nearest of her companions was some yards further on. She started when he came up and joined her. "You remember me, though I imagine my appearance is a surprise to you," he said with a bow. "Yes," she answered calmly, though she had received something of a shock.
Then, with angry loathing, she flung her thoughts from her. What did the Chudleigh inheritance matter to her? That night she said good-bye to the man she loved. These three miserable, burning weeks were done. Her heart, her life, would go with Warkworth to Africa and the desert.
Chudleigh sat screened by a palm a French window opened into the hall. The half-light that fell sideways upon her face suited her, for it failed to reveal the hardness of her lips and eyes, and made her look gentler. Walters, who was charmed with her, had no suspicion that she had cultivated his society merely because she thought he might prove useful.
"I like that better than anything you've said yet. You are aware that he may inherit the dukedom of Chudleigh?" "I have several times heard you say so," said the other, coldly. Lady Henry looked at her long and keenly. Various things that Wilfrid Bury had said recurred to her. She thought of Captain Warkworth. She wondered. Suddenly she held out her hand.
Though our respective spheres of influence are badly defined, neither side has found an excuse for occupying the coveted region." "Ah!" said Mrs. Chudleigh. "You intend to make an excuse." "If I can, but it will have to be a good one. That is, we must give the French no reasonable grounds for objecting; but when we enter the country in question we stay there." "It's risky.
Then I saw his name in the hotel register." "No doubt you studied him after that. What opinion did you form?" Mrs. Chudleigh gave her a look of thoughtful candour. "I was puzzled and interested. I don't know him, but he did not look the man to run away." "He is not," Mrs. Keith declared. "I knew him as a boy, and even then he was marked by reckless daring.
Distinguished himself somewhere and holds a Government post in a West African colony. Came home on furlough, and seems to have had some part in the state functions here. I'm inclined to think he's a soldier of fortune; a man with a humble beginning, determined to get on." "Isn't that Mrs. Chudleigh he's now talking to?" Mrs.
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