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There was, however, ample room for Crosbie and Alexandrina to take up a position apart. "And now, Mr Crosbie, what have you got to say to me? But, first, I mean to repeat Lady Julia's question, as I told you that I should do. When did you hear last from Miss Dale?" "It is cruel in you to ask me such a question, after what I have already told you.
Not that she meditated any deep revenge, or was prepared to feel any strong anger. She liked Crosbie as well as she had ever liked any man. She believed that he liked her also. She had no conception of any very strong passion, but conceived that a married life was more pleasant than one of single bliss.
Crosbie and the Laird of Summertrees had not escaped Alan's acute observation; and it was plain that the provost's inclinations towards him, which he believed to be sincere and good, were not firm enough to withstand the influence of this league between his wife and friend.
You must not be surprised if I am unwilling that any man should make free with your name." After this Lily was silent for a minute or two. She felt that an injustice was being done to her and she was not inclined to put up with it, but she could not quite see where the injustice lay. A great deal was owing from her to Crosbie.
Fairchild showed the lady to her room; and Miss Crosbie, having asked when dinner would be ready, said: "Well, I shall just have time to change my dress." "Oh, pray do not trouble yourself to dress," said Mrs. Fairchild; "you are very nice now, and we are plain people." "You are very good," answered Miss Crosbie, "but I shall not be comfortable in the dress in which I travelled." Mrs.
Satan knew that heaven was better than hell; but he felt himself to be fitter for the latter place. Crosbie ridiculed Lady Dumbello, even there among her friends, with all the cutting words that his wit could find; but, nevertheless, the privilege of staying in the same house with her was dear to him.
"How am I to do it? And if I tell the mother, how is she to tell her child?" "Do you think that he has given no intimation of his purpose?" "As far as I can tell, none. That man Pratt knew that he had not done so yesterday afternoon. I asked him what were the intentions of his blackguard friend, and he said that he did not know that Crosbie would probably have written to me.
Crosbie was still standing close to Mrs Harold Smith, Mrs Thorne had risen from her seat, and the words which Bernard Dale had uttered were still sounding in the ears of them all. "Shall I see after the carriage?" said Siph Dunn. "Do," said Mrs Thorne; "or, stay a moment; the carriage will of course be there, and we will go together. Good-morning, Mr Pratt.
He should remember now that the way in which he conducts himself is a matter of moment to all our family." "Of course he should," said Mr Gazebee. When the Sunday came the red-streaky period had arrived, but had by no means as yet passed away. The men at the office had almost become used to it; but Crosbie, in spite of his determination to go down to the club, had not yet shown himself elsewhere.
"They are very great friends," said Emily. "Bernard has told me so; and you may be sure that Mr Pratt knew the whole history before he came here. I am so sorry that my aunt asked him." "It does not signify in the least," said Lily. "Even if I were to meet Mr Crosbie I don't think I should make such a fool of myself again. As it is, I can only hope he did not see it." "I am sure he did not."
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