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Madge was left guardian of the child. She liked a stroll any day round Esslemont Park, where her mistress was beginning to strike roots; as she soon did wherever she was planted, despite a tone of pity for artificial waters and gardeners' arts. Madge respected them. She knew nothing of the grandeur of wildness.
'I have only to say, that Esslemont is ready to receive you, he remarked, bowed more curtly, and walked out. . . Gower followed him. They might as well have been silent, for any effect from what was uttered between them. They spoke opinions held by each of them adverse mainly; speaking for no other purpose than to hold their positions.
'She refuses Esslemont! She insists on his meeting her! No child could be so witless. Let him be the one chiefly or entirely to blame, she might show a little tact for her brother's sake! She loves her brother? No: deaf to him, to me, to every consideration except her blind will. Here was the skeleton of the love match, earlier than Livia had expected.
All the same, he shakes in his shoes before her, durst hardly spy at Esslemont again while she's in occupation. His managing gentleman comes down from him, and goes up from her; that's how they communicate. One week she's quite solitary; another week the house is brimful as can be. She 's the great lady entertaining then.
Surely the Countess of Fleetwood's drive from the Welsh borders to Esslemont, accompanied by the chosen of the land, followed by the vivats of the whole Principality, and England gaping to hear the stages of her progress, may be held sufficiently romantic without stuffing of surprises and conflicts, adventures at inns, alarms at midnight, windings of a horn over hilly verges of black heaths, and the rape of the child, the pursuit, the recovery of the child, after a new set of heroine performances on the part of a strung-wire mother, whose outcry in a waste country district, as she clasps her boy to her bosom again: 'There's a farm I see for milk for him! the Dame repeats, having begun with an admission that the tale has been contradicted, and is not produced on authority.
The earl said humorously: 'You will grant me permission to lunch at your mistress's table in her absence? And she said: 'My lord! And he resumed, to waken her interest with a personal question: 'You like our quiet country round Esslemont? She said: 'I do, and gave him plain look for look.
On the hall table at Esslemont, a letter from his bankers informed the earl of a considerable sum of money paid in to his account in the name of Lord Brailstone. Chumley Potts, hanging at him like a dog without a master since the death of his friend Ambrose, had journeyed down: 'Anxious about you, he said.
The good news that the much needed Esslemont books are now in Germany, and the “Hidden Words” being printed there, was also very welcome. He cabled you in answer to your letter about the “Hidden Words”. But wishes to make it quite clear that the “Anmerkungen” is not correct. It is blasphemy to suggest otherwise.
'Yes; now Carinthia is at Esslemont, he replied, astoundingly the simpleton. His conversation was practical and shrewd on the walk with Chillon and Carinthia down to Esslemont evidently he was a man well armed to encounter the world; social usages might be taught him.
But looking on those blown black funeral sprays, and the wrinkled chill waters, and the stare of the Esslemont house-windows, it has an appearance of the last lines of our written volume: dead Finis.
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