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They are perfectly suited to one another, and very soon you will realize it and won't care. Do you remember how we talked at dinner that night at Ebbsworth about women having to go through a stage in their lives sooner or later when they adored just strength in a man and wanted a master?
Arranstoun over to Ebbsworth on false pretences; he was a very much sought after young man, and since his return from the wilds had been very difficult to secure, and therefore it was her duty to give him one of her beautiful Americans at dinner. The Princess was obviously the destiny of her husband with her brother Henry upon the other side, so Michael must take in Mrs. Howard. Mr.
For a day or two, Michael Arranstoun could not make up his mind, when he heard of the Ebbsworth ball, as to whether or no he ought to go to it. He had several conversations with Binko upon the subject, and finally came to the conclusion that he would go. He had grown so desperately unhappy by this time, that he cared no more whether it were right or wrong he must see Sabine.
So Michael fell and accepted, not without excusing himself to Binko as he finished writing out his wire: Thousand thanks. I will come. "I am a coward, Binko I ought to have the pluck to go off to Timbuctoo and let Henry have a fair field but I haven't and must be certain first." They were all at tea in the library at Ebbsworth when he arrived, having motored over from Arranstoun after lunch.
He had almost forgotten that side of the affair which meant freedom and safety for him from the claws of the Spider although he had learned upon his return home from London that she had, as Henry Fordyce had predicted that she might, "popped in upon him," having motored over from Ebbsworth, and had left him a letter of surprised, intense displeasure at his unannounced absence.
"You did behave abominably, Michael but I am awfully glad to see you and the scene at Ebbsworth, when Violet Hatfield read the notice in the Scotsman of your marriage, made me feel you had been almost justified in taking any course you could to make yourself safe. But how about your wife? Have you ever seen her again?" "No. My lawyer tells me I can divorce her now for desertion.
"I know I heard from Violet herself this morning," and Michael put his head down dejectedly. "Ebbsworth is only thirty-five miles from here," Mr. Fordyce announced with meaning. "Violet can pop in on you at any moment, and she'll clinch the matter and bind you with her cobwebs before you can escape." "Oh, Lord!"
Just in proportion as his nature was wild and rebellious, so the mad longing grew and grew in him to induce her to come once more into his house. And it would seem that fate at first intended to assist him in this, for on the second of November the party went up North to stay with Rose Forster, Henry's sister, at Ebbsworth for a great ball she was giving for a newly married niece.
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