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Presently in front of her Ethelberta saw a white spot in the shade, and it proved to be in some way attached to the head of a man who was coming towards her out of a slight depression in the ground.
It was as yet too early in the evening to be afraid, but it was too late to be altogether courageous; and with balanced sensations Ethelberta kept her eye sharply upon him as he rose by degrees into view.
For the rest, too, Ethelberta had indulged in hopes, the high education of the younger ones being the chief of these darling wishes. Picotee wanted looking to badly enough.
'Because she would prefer Mr. Neigh to him, any day. 'Ha! 'No, no you mistake, sir she doesn't love either at all Ethelberta doesn't. I meant that she cannot love Mr. Ladywell because he stands lower in her opinion than Mr. Neigh, and him she certainly does not care for. She only loves you.
Ethelberta, nothing daunted, swept along the pavement and down the street in a turbulent prance, Lord Mountclere trotting behind with a jowl reduced to a mere nothing by his concern at the discourtesy into which he had been lured by jealous whisperings. 'My dearest forgive me; I confess I doubted you but I was beside myself, came to her ears from over her shoulder.
If I stood alone, I would go and hide my head in any hole, and care no more about the world and its ways. I wish I was well out of it, and at the bottom of a quiet grave anybody might have the world for me then! But don't let me disturb you longer; it is getting late. Ethelberta then wished her mother good-night, and went away.
They were close to the house, yet screened from it by the holly-bushes, when one could be heard to say distinctly, as if with his face turned to the cottage 'Lady Mountclere gone for good? 'I suppose so. Ha-ha! So come, so go. The speakers passed on, their backs becoming visible through the opening. They appeared to be woodmen. 'What Lady Mountclere do they mean? said Ethelberta.
'The secret of the true authorship of the book is out at last, and it is Ethelberta of course. I am so glad to have it proved hers. 'But can we believe ? 'O yes. Just hear what "Our London Correspondent" says. It is one of the nicest bits of gossip that he has furnished us with for a long time. 'Yes: now read it, do.
'Let me now wish you good-bye; and, of course, you will always know where I am, and how to find me. It was a tender time. He inclined forward that Ethelberta might give him her hand, which she did; whereupon their eyes met. Mastered by an impelling instinct she had not reckoned with, Ethelberta presented her cheek. Christopher kissed it faintly.
Ladywell was unaffectedly glad to meet her; so glad, that Ethelberta wished heartily, for his sake, there could be warm friendship between herself and him, as well as all her lovers, without that insistent courtship-and-marriage question, which sent them all scattering like leaves in a pestilent blast, at enmity with one another.
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