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'He wouldn't get the letter for so long. Besides, I don't think I could say anything he would care about. Gentlemen don't, you know. 'No! gentlemen can't enter into our feelings, or know what it is to be rubbed against and never appreciated. But your uncle! Was the letter from him? 'Oh yes! And where do you think he is? At Darminster editing a paper there. It is called the Darminster Politician.
Leadbitter to whom the poetry was duly shown had given such a character of the Darminster Politician that Miss Hacket besought Constance to have no more to do with it. Besides, she was so entirely a lady, and so conscientious, that all her tender blindness would not have prevented her from being shocked at encouraging, or profiting by, a surreptitious correspondence. Constance declared that Mr.
'I don't know, said Lady Merrifield, utterly shocked, and recollecting, but not mentioning, the falsehood told to her about the note. Lord Rotherwood said, 'Poor child, and Colonel Mohun groaned, 'Poor Maurice. 'Then she did go to Darminster? said Miss Mohun. 'Yes; that came out from this Miss Constance, who seems to have been properly taken in about some publishing trash. Serve her right!
However, first she had a conference in private with Aunt Jane, who undertook therein to come to Silverton for Valetta's birthday, and add astonishment and mystery sufficient to satisfy such of the public as were weary of Christmas-trees. She added, however, 'You will think I am always at you. Lily, but did you know that Flinders is living at Darminster?
'Come and see, Lily, for I think there will be enough to reserve a fresh lot of things for Miss Hacket's affair. By-the-by, Regie, did you say it rained at Darminster? 'Poured all the way down. 'Well, we had it quite fine. 'Was it fine here? 'Yes, certainly, said Lady Merrifield, or Primrose would not have gone out. Take care of Rotherwood, Regie. You know his room.
'I am glad she has a champion, Regie, said Lady Merrifield. 'Here come the servants. Dolores was coming down to breakfast the next morning when Colonel Mohun's door opened. He exclaimed, 'My little Dolly, good morning! stooped down and kissed her. Then, standing still a moment, and holding her hand, he said 'Dolly, it was not you I saw at Darminster station? It was a terrible shock.
Nobody got into the carriage, and just before reaching Darminster, Lady Merrifield made a great effort over her own shyness and said, 'Now, Dolly, we will pray a little prayer that you may be a faithful witness, and that God may turn it, all to good for your poor uncle.
What would the two aunts have said, could they have seen Dolores and Constance, at that moment partaking of the most elaborate meal the Darminster refreshment-room could supply, at a little round marble table, in company with Mr. Flinders!
He had done his best to save her from being long detained at Darminster, by ascertaining as nearly as possible when Flinders's case would come on, and securing a room at the nearest inn, where she might await a summons into court.
The verses were turned over and discussed until the summons came to tea, poured out by kind old Miss Hacket, who had delighted in providing her young guests with buttered toast and tea cakes. Dolores went home quite exhilarated and unusually amiable. Her letter to her father was finished the next day. It contained the following information. 'Uncle Alfred is at Darminster.
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