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Nina misunderstood her, finding her lying on her bed, her pale face pillowed in her hair. "Only horridly ordinary people will believe that Gerald wanted her money," said Nina; "as though an Erroll considered such matters at all or needed to.
And all that day he went about his business quite happily, her letter in his pocket; and that night, taking a new pen and pen holder, he laid out his very best letter-paper, and began the first letter he had ever written to Eileen Erroll. "DEAR EILEEN: I have your charming little note from Silverside reminding me that I had promised to write you. But I needed no reminder; you know that.
On her death, in 1831, Pembroke Lodge was assigned by William IV. to his son-in-law, Lord Erroll, and in 1847 it was offered by the Queen to her Prime Minister, Lord John Russell, who then had no home except his house in Chesham Place.
The Catholic lords who were in close communication with Spain were forced to take up arms. Their forces were mustered under the Earls of Huntly and Erroll, and gained a complete victory at Glenlivet over the Earl of Argyll who was dispatched against them. When the news of this defeat reached the king at Dundee he displayed unwonted activity.
Selwyn reddened with anger and beckoned to a clerk: "Is Mr. Neergard in his office?" "Yes, sir, with Mr. Erroll." "Please say that I wish to see him." He went into his own office, pocketed his mail, and still wearing hat and gloves came out again just as Gerald was leaving Neergard's office. "Hello, Gerald!" he said pleasantly; "have you anything on for to-night?"
"Why, Gerald and me and his family," he added, meeting her eyes. The eyes began to dance with malice. "His family," repeated Rosamund; "that is to say, his sister, Miss Erroll. His family, I believe, ends there; does it not?" "Yes, Mrs. Fane." "I see. . . . Miss Erroll is naturally worried over him. But I wonder why she did not come to me herself instead of sending you as her errant ambassador?"
"Upon my word!" he murmured, confused; then rising quickly, "Is that you, Miss Erroll? What time is it?" "Four o'clock in the morning, Captain Selwyn," she said, straightening up to her full height. "This room is icy; are you frozen?" Chilled through, he stood looking about in a dazed way, incredulous of the hour and of his own slumber.
Neergard pored all day over the blue-pencilled column, and went home, stunned; the social sheet which is taken below stairs and read above was full of it, as was the daily press and the mouths of people interested, uninterested, and disinterested, legitimately or otherwise, until people began to tire of telling each other exactly how it happened that Gerald Erroll ran away with Gladys Orchil.
"And I," he retorted, "am too old to be frightened; so there's no moon, no canoe, no pretty girl, no spooning for me. Is that it, Eileen?" "Oh, Gladys and Sheila will attend to you, Captain Selwyn." "Why Gladys Orchil? Why Sheila Minster? And why not Eileen Erroll?" "Spoon? With you!" "You are quite right," he said, smiling; "it would be poor sport."
You did not seem to be interested in the scheme, so I went on without you. I'm swinging it for my personal account." "Is Mr. Erroll in it?" "I said that it was a private matter," replied Neergard, but his manner was affable. "I thought so; it appears to me like a matter quite personal to you and characteristic of you, Mr. Neergard.
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