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But the prudence of her occupation of the post obscured whatever appeared admirable in her devotedness. Her choice of a man like Lord Dannisburgh for the friend to whom she could sacrifice her good name less falteringly than she gathered those field-flowers was inexplicable; and she herself a darker riddle at each step of his reading. He promised curtly to write.
'Ah, there was a time when you could have been a treasure to me, he rejoined; alluding of course to the Dannisburgh days.
'Will you do me the favour to write me word? and especially tell me if you think he would like to have me near him, said Diana. 'And let him know that if he wants nursing or cheerful companionship, I am at any moment ready to come. The flattery of a beautiful young woman to wait on him would be very agreeable to Lord Dannisburgh, Dacier conceived. Her offer to go was possibly purely charitable.
It represented the place he had inherited from Lord Dannisburgh. He named it. She smiled: 'You are good enough to see a likeness? My aunt and I were passing it last October, and I waited for a day, to sketch. 'You have taken it from my favourite point of view. 'I am glad. 'How much I should like a copy! 'If you will accept that? 'I could not rob you. 'I can make a duplicate.
Warwick with warm respect for her: Dacier knew that he had bequeathed her a sum of money. The inferences were either way. Lord Dannisburgh never spoke evilly of any woman, and he was perhaps bound to indemnify her materially as well as he could for what she had suffered. On the other hand, how easy it was to be the dupe of a woman so handsome and clever.
Swears she'll spit her venom at her, so that Diana Warwick shan't hold her head up in London Society, what with that cur Wroxeter, Old Dannisburgh, and Dacier. And it does count a list, doesn't it? confound the handsome hag! She's jealous of a dark rival. I've been down to Colonel Hartswood at the Tower, and he thinks Wroxeter deserves horsewhipping, and we may manage it.
Lord Dannisburgh was a man of ministerial tact, official ability, Pagan morality; an excellent general manager, if no genius in statecraft. But he was careless of social opinion, unbuttoned, and a laugher. We know that he could be chivalrous toward women, notwithstanding the perplexities he brought on them, and this the Dorset- Diary does not show.
'Queer, said he of the serenest absence of conscience; and that there must be something not, entirely right going on, he strongly inclined to think. It was a confirmed suspicion when he beheld Lord Dannisburgh on the box of a four-in-hand, and the peerless Diana beside him, cockaded lackeys in plain livery and the lady's maid to the rear.
Dacier's eyebrows knotted a trifle over her eagerness to dismiss him: he was not used to it, but rather to be courted by women, and to condescend. 'I shall not long, I'm afraid, have the pleasure of walking beside you and hearing you. I had letters at Lugano. My uncle is unwell, I hear. 'Lord Dannisburgh? The name sprang from her lips unhesitatingly.
'Will you do me the favour to write me word? and especially tell me if you think he would like to have me near him, said Diana. 'And let him know that if he wants nursing or cheerful companionship, I am at any moment ready to come. The flattery of a beautiful young woman to wait on him would be very agreeable to Lord Dannisburgh, Dacier conceived. Her offer to go was possibly purely charitable.
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