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Audley's servant approached. "Mr. Egerton feels himself rather more poorly than usual, my Lord; he begs you will excuse his going with you into the town at present. He will come later if his presence is absolutely necessary." "No. Pray tell him to rest and nurse himself. I should have liked him to witness his own triumph, that is all. Say I will represent him at the polling-place.
"Harley," again exclaimed Egerton; and fixing upon his friend's earnest face eyes which, when softened by emotion, were strangely beautiful in their expression, "Harley, if you could but read my heart at this moment, you would you would " His voice faltered, and he fairly bent his proud head upon Harley's shoulder; grasping the hand he had caught nervously, clingingly, "Oh, Harley, if I ever lose your love, your friendship, nothing else is left to me in the world."
The sun was on Evelyn Clifford's hair, burnishing it to a halo of gold under the white hat. She looked radiantly beautiful, and as happy as if her soul were singing a Christmas Carol. On the face of Hugh Egerton was a look which no woman could mistake, least of all such a woman as Julie de Lavalette; and it was not for her, never would be for her.
No, Arthur; if you wish really to help them you must put them in the way of earning their own living, and in this manner the Ellsworthys can doubtless assist, for they are rich, and have influence." Then Miss Egerton and her guest had another long and earnest discussion, at the end of which time a compromise was arrived at.
Egerton's penetration, the young man's emotion might be honest pride and pained and generous feeling, or it might be something else. Egerton continued slowly, "Once for all, then, distinctly and emphatically, I say, never count upon that; count upon all else that I can do for you, and forgive me when I advise harshly or censure coldly; ascribe this to my interest in your career.
Instead, he said, "I hear your nephew has a fine quantity of logs to bring down to the mill." "Oh that would be Sandy." Duncan's face grew suddenly grave. "Yes, he will be a great lumberman, and Donald will be coming home to-morrow to help him" he paused and looked at his guest. A great resolution seized him. "Mr. Egerton," he said suddenly. The young man looked up in some surprise.
Tell me if you hear her coming. 'Oh, let's hide him, True! It will be such fun. I hear her thumping downstairs. Oh, where shall we put him? True looked wildly round the room. 'There are no big cupboards. Under the table, quick! Quick, or she'll see you! 'I'm afraid I couldn't crumple up small enough, said Mr. Egerton, looking at his long legs and the small round table in front of him.
"You funny pet!" she said; "if no one is to see the letter why do you trouble to write it?" "I only mean, Primrose," continued Daisy, "that you are not to see it, nor Jasmine, nor Miss Egerton, nor Mr. Noel. It is to to somebody; but you are not to be curious, Primrose, nor to ask any questions. It's a most terribly important letter, and when it's written I'm going to put it in the post myself.
They had taken a long ramble through the woods that morning, and Egerton and Elsie had some ten minutes before sat down here to rest and wait for their companions, who had wandered a little from the path they were pursuing. "Cogito, ergo sum," she answered gayly, "Also I am sure we have had a very pleasant walk. But isn't it time we were moving toward home?"
Audley Egerton married Miss Leslie, the great heiress; and this boy is a relation of hers. I may say," added the squire, "that he is a near relation of mine, for his grandmother was a Hazeldean; but all I know about the Leslies is, that Mr. Quite welcome. Frank and I want nothing from Mr. Audley Egerton, thank Heaven!"
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