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Even Lord William, who was not without his doubts and qualms, was deeply moved, and betrayed a certain moisture in his eyes, as he concluded his old world speech of welcome and blessing to his son's betrothed. Only Lady Coryston preserved an unbroken composure. She was indeed quite satisfied.
There was only one comfortable chair in the room, and Lady Coryston never sat in it. She objected to flowers as being in the way; and there was not a sign anywhere of the photographs and small knick-knacks which generally belitter a woman's sitting room. Altogether, an ugly room, but characteristic, businesslike, and not without a dignity of its own.
When father goes out of office I shall be nobody. She will be always at the top of the tree." "I am no wiser than before as to whether you really like Arthur Coryston or not. You have heard, of course, the gossip about the estates?" "Heard?" The speaker smiled. "I know not only the gossip but the facts by heart! I am drowned smothered in them. At present Arthur is the darling the spotless one.
Newbury began: "Will you take a message from me to your sister?" A man opened the door in front a little way. "Mr. Edward, the jury are coming back." The two men went in; Coryston listened with a sarcastic mouth to the conventional verdict of "unsound mind" which drapes impartially so many forms of human ill. And again he found himself in the lane with Newbury beside him.
During her travels various things happened. One chilly afternoon, late in March, when a light powdering of snow lay on the northern slopes of the hills, Coryston went up to the cottage in the hopes of finding Marion Atherstone alone.
What will they make of her?" Sir Louis, after paying his respects and expressing his good wishes to the betrothed pair, had been resolutely captured by Lady Coryston. Lord William had disappeared. Suddenly into the talk and laughter there struck the sound of a loud and deep-toned bell. Lady William stood up with alacrity. "Dear me! is it really chapel-time? Lady Coryston, will you come?"
And you don't care for one of them! No no! Good-by! Good-by!" At last, in May, Marcia came back again to live as she supposed at Coryston with Arthur, and do her duty by her own people. A wonderful spring was abroad in the land.
Arthur was acquainted with those strange people the Atherstones?" he said, in a tone of easy interrogation, looking for his hat. Lady Coryston was a little surprised by the remark. "I suppose an M.P. must be acquainted with everybody to some extent," she said, smiling. "I know very well what his opinion of Mr. Atherstone is." "Well, good-by, Lady Coryston.
She had lived beside him in the same house for months without ever really knowing him. Now suddenly here was a friend on whom to lean. But she could not speak to him of Newbury, though it was the thought of Newbury that was burning her heart. She did mention Coryston, only to say with energy: "I don't want to see him yet not yet!"
At the moment when Marcia and Newbury were crossing the formal garden on the west front of the house, one of two persons in Lady Coryston's sitting-room observed them. These persons were strange to say Lady Coryston and her eldest son. Lady Coryston, after luncheon, had felt so seriously unwell that she had retired to her sitting-room, with strict injunctions that she must be left alone.
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