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The world is easily hoodwinked; and those who watched the life of the young surgeon were ready to declare that he was a most deserving young man. He had his reward for this apparent excellence. Patients came to him without his seeking; and at the time of Honoria Eversleigh's arrival in London he had obtained a small but remunerative practice. The money earned thus enabled him to live.
"Why, through a small bed-room, intended for Lady Eversleigh's maid; and a little bit of a dressing-room, that poor Sir Oswald used to keep his boots, and hat-boxes, and such like in.
Yet he could take advantage of Miss Eversleigh's letter and seek her, and confess everything, and ask her advice. It was a great and at the moment it seemed to him an overwhelming temptation. But only for the moment. He had given his word to the captain more, he had given his youthful FAITH. And, to his credit, he never swerved again.
She had no home; but lived sometimes with one wealthy relation, sometimes with another always admired, always elegantly dressed; but not always happy. Amidst all Miss Graham's matrimonial disappointments, she had endured none more bitter than that which she had felt when she read the announcement of Sir Oswald Eversleigh's marriage in the "Times" newspaper.
She understood at once that he had been told the story of his uncle's death, and regarded her as the indirect cause of that fatal event. And she was right. He had arrived at the chief inn in Raynham two hours before, and there he had heard the story of Lady Eversleigh's flight and Sir Oswald's sudden death, with some details of the inquest.
"I never was more alarmed in my life," she said. "I felt sure that something very dreadful must have happened." "And to think that Lady Eversleigh should prefer going home in a gig," said Lydia, maliciously; "for my part, I think a gig a most unpleasant vehicle." The other lady whispered something about Lady Eversleigh's humble extraction, and her ignorance of the usages of society.
What new agony could await her equal to that through which she had passed. Reginald Eversleigh's hatred and rage betrayed him into passing the limits of prudence. He told the story of the destroyed will, and boldly accused Lady Eversleigh of having destroyed it. "You forget yourself, Sir Reginald," said the coroner; "you are here as a witness, and not as an accuser."
"I cannot know the secrets of your heart, Paulina," he replied, with unspeakable sadness in his tone. "You have seemed to me all that is bright, and pure, and true. But how do I know that it is not all seeming? How do I know that Reginald Eversleigh's image may not still hold a place in your heart?" "You insult me, Douglas!" exclaimed Madame Durski, with dignity.
It was his uncle's old friend, Captain Copplestone, who had made his way into the room unheard while Reginald had been giving his evidence. He was still seated in his invalid-chair still unable to move without its aid. "Let me answer those questions," he repeated. "I have only just heard of Lady Eversleigh's painful position.
Norah's mother wouldn't let her wait three years, and though fellows have been known to have had a couple of kids at the time of their official marriage, I personally couldn't stand the wear and tear of that hole-and-corner business. It couldn't be done. Julian Eversleigh's Narrative It is all very, very queer. I do not understand it at all. It makes me sleepy to think about it.
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