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Subsequently I made a clean breast of affairs to Gerald and Lord Humphrey Degge. They heard me with attentive, even sympathetic, countenances; but by and by the face of Lord Humphrey brightened as he saw a not unformidable rival thus jockeyed from the field; and when I had ended, Gerald rose and with an oath struck his open palm upon the table.
For the purpose of my tale you are to view him as Tunbridge did at this particular time: as a handsome and formal person, twenty-eight years old or thereabouts, of whom nobody knew anything quite definite beyond the genealogic inference to be drawn from a smatch of the brogue save that after a correspondence of gallantries, of some three weeks' duration, he was the manifest slave of Miss Dorothy Allonby, and had already fought three duels behind Ormerod House, with Will Pratchet, Lord Humphrey Degge, and Sir Eugene Harrabie, respectively, each one of whom was a declared suitor for her hand.
Then the Earl gave an exclamation, for in full view of them Lord Humphrey Degge was kissing Lord Brudenel's daughter. "Oh, the devil!" said the Earl. "Oh, the insolent young ape!" "Nay," said the Duke, restraining him; "not particularly insolent, Harry.
"Well! and what have your politics to do with the matter?" "Simply that Lord Humphrey is not of my way of thinking, my dearest dear. Lord Humphrey pah! this Degge is Ormskirk's spy, I tell you! He followed Vanringham to Tunbridge on account of our business.
Harkee, my fine fellow, Dorothy will marry my friend Lord Humphrey if she will be advised by me; or if she prefer it, she may marry the Man in the Iron Mask or the piper that played before Moses, so far as I am concerned: but as for you, I hereby offer you your choice between quitting this apartment as my grandfather or as a corpse." "I won't fight you!" I shouted. "Keep the boy off, Degge!"
"Harry Heleigh, Harry Heleigh!" he cried, as he strode across the terrace, and caught Lord Brudenel roughly by the shoulder, "are you not content to go to your grave without killing another woman? Oh, you dotard miser! you haberdasher! haven't I offered you money, an isn't money the only thing you are now capable of caring for? Give the girl to Degge, you huckster!"
If you have lived, take thankfully the past; Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last. If you have not enjoyed what youth could give, But life sunk through you, like a leaky sieve." EARL OF BRUDENEL, father to Lady Marian Heleigh, who has retired sometime into the country. LORD HUMPHREY DEGGE, a gamester, and Ormskirk's hireling. MR. LANGTON, secretary to Ormskirk.
But now that you have made my whole past a hideous stench to me, and have proven the love I was so proud of the one quite clean, quite unselfish thing in my life, I thought it, Jack, to have been only my lust vented on a defenceless woman, why, just now, I have not time to think of forgiveness. Yes, Marian may marry Degge if she cares to. And I am sorry I took her mother away from you.
Nay, I think you are fond of me, but that is beside the mark; it was not Jack Bulmer who was to marry your daughter, but the Duke of Ormskirk. The thing was as logical as a sale of bullocks, value for value. But now nature intervenes, and" he snapped his fingers, "eh, well, since she wants this Humphrey Degge, of course she must have him."
Marian and Lord Humphrey Degge were mounting from the scrap of forest that juts from Pevis Hill, like a spur from a man's heel, between Agard Court and Halvergate. Their progress was not conspicuous for celerity. Now they had attained to the tiny, elm-shadowed plateau beyond the yew-hedge, and there Marian paused. Two daffodils had fallen from the great green-and-yellow cluster in her left hand.
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