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The place which she mentioned was known to Reginald as the nearest station on the railway to Dudleigh Manor. "This must decide all," said Reginald. "They are playing a desperate game, and the part which must be done by my mother and myself is a terrible one. If we fail in this, we may have to fly at once.
Lady Dudleigh rose. "I don't want a room," said she. "I intend to go in a few minutes." "Anyway, ye'd better come to your room now, and not keep us waitin'," said the woman. "You needn't wait," said Lady Dudleigh. "Come along," said the woman, impatiently. "It's no use stayin' here all day."
"Because I happen to know the Dudleigh family, and this man does not belong to it. I never saw him before." "There are more Dudleighs in the world than the family you speak of." "He is an adventurer," said Wiggins. "You know nothing about him. I believe his name is false, as he himself is false. Does he not pretend to be the son of Sir Lionel?"
Miss Plympton paused, and Edith was silent for some time. "So," said she, in a scarce audible voice, "darling mamma died of a broken heart?" Miss Plympton, said nothing. A long silence followed. "Had my father no friends," asked Edith, "or no relatives?" "He had no relatives," said Miss Plympton, "but an only sister. She married a Captain Dudleigh, now Sir Lionel Dudleigh.
Edith felt a half contempt for him, but in a moment she reflected how appearances may mislead, for was not the magnificent Mowbray a villain and a coward? "Allow me, Miss Dalton," said he, "to introduce myself. I am Lieutenant Dudleigh, of ." "Dudleigh!" cried Edith, in great excitement. "Are you any relation to Sir Lionel?" "Well, not very close.
She could not help feeling as if this was so, and this feeling arose from those memories which she had of that terrible past, when she ignorantly hurled at that father's heart words that stung like the stings of scorpions. Never could she forgive herself for that, and for this she now humbled herself in this way. Her tone was so pleading that Dudleigh could refuse no longer.
As the dog sprang he hit straight out at him "from the shoulder," and dealt him a tremendous blow on the throat with his clinched fist. The blow hurled the animal over and over till he fell upon his back, and before he could regain his feet, Dudleigh sprang upon him and seized him by the throat. He was a large and powerful animal.
"I am of age," said Edith, mournfully, "and that is what makes it so intolerable. If I were under age I might bear it for a time. There might then appear to be, at least, the show of right on his side. But as it is, there is nothing but might. He has imprisoned me. He has put me under surveillance. I am watched at this moment." "Who? where?" exclaimed Dudleigh, looking hastily around.
After driving for about a mile Sir Lionel and Lady Dudleigh took the train, securing a compartment to themselves. During this part of the journey Sir Lionel's face lost much of that gloom which of late had pervaded it, and assumed an expression which was less dismal, though not quite like the old one.
In her eager joy she hurried at once down stairs, and could scarcely prevent herself from running down the avenue to meet him. It was with difficulty that she controlled herself, and waited for him in the drawing-room. Little Dudleigh entered with his usual calmness and self-possession. Edith greeted him with the warmest welcome. "But you come alone," she said, in a tone of disappointment.
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