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Despite all his resolve to be perfectly cool and calm, his heart was beating quickly; and again and again he was repeating to himself Honnor Cunyngham's counsel, and wondering whether he would disgrace himself at the very outset, when some bewildering brown thing sprang from the ground, there was a terrific whir, a crack from Captain Waveney's gun and away along there the grouse came tumbling down into the heather.
It proved to be Lady Adela Cunyngham's new novel the three volumes prettily bound in white parchment. "Is the woman mad with vanity," said Francie, in hot indignation, "to send him her trash at such a time as this?" Maurice laughed; it was not often that the gentle Francie was so vehement.
This, it must be admitted, was a most hypocritical speech; for although, as he rode away, he made a pretence of tying the pale pink neckerchief round his throat, it was on the influence of Miss Cunyngham's lucky sixpence the pierced coin was secretly attached to his watch-chain that he relied.
But, of course, the crowning achievement of the gifted family was Lady Adela Cunyngham's novel. If it was not quite the success of the season, as far as the outer world was concerned, it certainly was the most-talked-of book among Lady Adela's own set.
And therewithal Lionel, in a somewhat rambling and incoherent fashion, told his friend of a good many things that had happened to him of late of his vague aspirations and dissatisfactions of Miss Cunyngham's visit to the theatre, and his disgust over the music-hall clowning of his going down to Brighton that day, and his wish to stand on some other footing with those friends of his winding up by asking, to Mangan's surprise, how long it would take to study for the bar and get called, and whether his training the confidence acquired on the stage might not help in addressing a jury.
It was a pleasantly warm night, and they had no farther to go than Sir Hugh Cunyngham's house, which is one of the large garden-surrounded mansions on the summit of Campden Hill.
It was Honnor Cunyngham who did that for you last time, and I think it should be my turn to-morrow morning." "Oh, thank you!" said he; but "Thank you for nothing!" he said in his heart; for why should any frivolous trinket even when presented by this very charming and complaisant young damsel be allowed to interfere with the prerogative of Miss Cunyngham's sacred talisman?
When Maurice Mangan, according to appointment, called at Lionel's rooms on the evening of Lady Adela Cunyngham's dinner-party, he was surprised to find his friend seated in front of the fire, wrapped up in a dressing-gown. "Linn, what's the matter with you?" he exclaimed, looking at him. "Are you ill? What have you been doing to yourself?" "Oh, nothing," was the answer.
Octavius Quirk was doing his best to say clever things and show off his boisterous humor. Indeed, it was not until that gentleman's very substantial supper was being brought in that Lionel got an opportunity of artfully asking him whether he had heard anything of Lady Adela Cunyngham's forthcoming novel.
"Miss Cunyngham's brother, Sir Hugh, married a sister of Lord Rockminster the Lady Adela Cunyngham who came to your room one night don't you remember?"
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