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My first idea was to escape, and my fingers were already on the door-handle, when he turned abruptly and saw me. 'I beg your pardon, coming towards me and speaking in the deep peculiar voice I had already heard. 'I was hunting for the matches that Cunliffe always mislays. You are Miss Garston, are you not? I was told to expect you. And then he actually shook hands with me in an off-hand way.
"Well, has he ever told you about Maggie Adeane?" "I never heard of her." "Or Lilly Courtenay?" "That girl!" "Or Alice Layton?" "The red-haired Layton?" "Or Florence Cunliffe?" "Who was she?" "Or Millie Trehearne?" "She squints, Mr. Carter." "Or " "Stop, stop! What do you mean? What should he tell me?" "Oh, I see he hasn't.
"Rosamund Cunliffe, the girl who was so plucky and went on the lake with Irene Ashleigh on Sunday afternoon." "You were very fortunate," said Miss Carter, speaking in a prim voice. "It was, I regret to say, otherwise with me. I could not command her, and she took me" Miss Carter's lips trembled. "Don't speak of it now, dear Cartery. It always upsets you, doesn't it? Let us talk of something else.
Cunliffe, I wish you would believe that I have good and sufficient reasons for what I do, even if I cannot explain them. It makes one unhappy to be misunderstood by one's clergyman, and, hesitating a moment, 'and one's friends, 'Friends are not left so completely in the dark, was the pointed answer. 'It is no use, Miss Hamilton. I find it impossible to understand you.
'Cunliffe was up at Gladwyn the other night, he continued in the same off-hand way, 'and he told us all about it. 'I am sorry to hear it, very stiffly. 'Sorry! Why? Good deeds ought to be talked about, ought they not, pro bono publico, eh? Why not, Miss Garston? 'Good intentions are not deeds. 'True; you have me there.
Half an hour afterwards the telegram arrived, which was quite cordial in its tone, giving a hearty consent to Rosamund's remaining for the present at The Follies; and saying that if all went well Mrs. Cunliffe herself proposed to pay a visit to Lady Jane within the next fortnight.
'I wish I had not to leave you; but you could send for Mr. Cunliffe. 'Oh, there will be no need for that, I returned hastily, for the thought of the wretched woman upstairs would prevent me from sending for Uncle Max. 'Come back as quickly as you can, and I will do my best for Gladys. 'I know it. I can trust you, he replied, very gently.
Others abide our question Thou art free. We ask and ask. Thou standest and art still, Outtopping knowledge. One other recollection of the Robert Elsmere year may fitly end my story of it. In September we spent an interesting afternoon at Hawarden the only time I ever saw "Mr. G." at leisure, amid his own books and trees. We drove over with Sir Robert and Lady Cunliffe, Mr.
Miss Garston, I suppose I ought to apologise for being late, but we are such busy people here; every moment is of value; and though Gladys asked you to come early, I never thought you would be so good as to do so. Friendly people are scarce, are they not, Mr. Cunliffe? By the bye, holding up a taper finger loaded with sparkling rings, 'I have a scolding in store for you.
If there is to be any order, if the whole scheme which mother has thought out so carefully, and father has approved of, means to establish a girl like Rosamund Cunliffe here as our leader, so that we are forced to do every single thing she wishes, I shall beg and implore of father and mother to let me go and live with Aunt Susan in the old Rectory at Dartford."
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