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That sounds odd to be going to be married upon!" Lady Ethelrida could not help smiling. He sipped his tea and then jumped up. He was singularly restless to-day. "She is the kind of woman a man would go perfectly mad about when he knew her well. I shall, I know." Then, as he saw his cousin's humorous expression, he laughed boyishly.
Ethelrida was so moved by some new, sudden and exquisite emotion that she could not reply for a moment. He watched her with growing and passionate delight, but he said nothing. He must give her time. "It is too, too nice of you," she said softly, and there was a little catch in her breath.
"I will go and give orders for everything at once," Lady Ethelrida agreed delightedly. "Jimmy, what a bright boy to have thought of the plan!" And by twelve o'clock all was arranged. Now, it had been settled the night before that Mr.
If he were going to die then the disgrace would be wiped away and need never be spoken about. So he answered slowly: "There is something which troubles her now and then. It will pass presently. Take no notice of it." So Lady Ethelrida, as mystified as ever, turned the conversation. "May I give you the book to-morrow morning before we go to shoot?" the financier asked after a moment.
"And I knew you were perfectly happy, and had had a blissful afternoon when you came down to tea yesterday. Your whole face was changed, you pet!" "Did I look so like a fool, Anne?" Ethelrida cried. Then Lady Anningford laughed happily, as she answered with a roguish eye, "It was not exactly that, darling, but your dear cheeks were scarlet, as though they had been exquisitely kissed!"
The guests now arrived in quick succession. Lord Charles and his son, "Young Billy," then Tristram and his sisters, and Jimmy Danvers, and, lastly, the Duke and Lady Ethelrida.
"Is it all right, Crow?" she asked, and one of his peculiarities was to understand her as Lady Ethelrida understood the Duke and and not ask "What?" "Will be some day I expect unless they get drowned in the current first." "Isn't she mysterious, Crow? I am sure she has some tragic history. Have you heard anything?" "Husband murdered by another man in a row at Monte Carlo." "Over her?"
"Most of you are from the same group," he said meditatively. "Eliminating myself and my niece, Sir James Danvers has perhaps had the most intermixtures." "Yes," said Lady Ethelrida, and she laughed. "Jimmy's grandmother was the daughter of a very rich Manchester cotton spinner; that is what gives him his sound common sense.
The stokers of life should first fit themselves to be foremen before they shout." Then, as Lady Ethelrida looked very grave, and Francis Markrute was really a whimsical person, and seldom talked so seriously to women, he went on, smiling,
Every soul loved Lady Ethelrida, from the lordly Groom of the Chambers to the humblest pantry boy and scullery maid; and it was their delight every year to present her, from them all, with a huge trophy of flowers, while the post brought countless messages and gifts of remembrance from absent friends.
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