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Admiral Fakenham, too, engaged to leave the matter to a man of honour. Meanwhile, Chillon John had taken a journey to Lekkatts; following which, his uncle went to London. Lord Fleetwood heard that Miss Kirby kept him bound. He was again the fated prisoner of his word.
A previously disregarded horror of a man. She went trembling to the admiral, though his health was delicate, his temper excitable. It was, she considered, an occasion for braving the doctor's interdict. Gower was presently summoned to the chamber where Admiral Fakenham reclined on cushions in an edifice of an arm-chair. He told a plain tale.
When the French were in the town, Meinherr's house had suffered like those of his neighbours; and he was at first exceedingly unwilling to accommodate his guests. But the first knocking at the door had the effect of bringing a speedy answer; and Mr. Fakenham, taking a couple of guineas out of a very full purse, speedily convinced the people that they had only to deal with a person of honour.
She bit her lips: she could not bear much rallying on the subject just then: 'Which is the hard one to please? she asked. 'The one you will find the kinder of the two. 'Henrietta? He nodded. 'Has she a father? 'A gallant old admiral: Admiral Baldwin Fakenham. 'I am glad of that! Carinthia sighed out heartily. 'And he is with her? And likes you, Chillon? 'On the whole, I think he does.
Fakenham, who lay there: but I said the light affected my eyes dreadfully since my blow on the head; and so I covered up my head with clothes when the doctor came, and told him that I was an Egyptian mummy, or talked to him some insane nonsense, in order to keep up my character. 'What is that nonsense you were talking about an Egyptian mummy, fellow? asked Mr. Fakenham peevishly.
Well, now, the Curtis Fakenham of Captain Kirby's day had a good deal of his uncle as well as his father in him, the spirit of one and the outside, of the other; and, favoured or not, he had been distinguished among Countess Fanny's adorers: she certainly chose to be silent about the name of the assailant.
Out of which he passed to the writing of the letter to Lord Fleetwood, informing his lordship that he intended immediately to deliver a message to the Marchioness of Arpington from Admiral Baldwin Fakenham, in relation to the Countess of Fleetwood.
'She loves her brother. He's an officer. He's away on honeymoon. There 's an admiral down Hampshire way, a place I've been near and seen. I'd not have you go to any of them, sir, without trying all we can do to find Lord Fleetwood. It's Admiral Fakenham she speaks of; she's fond of him. She's not minded to bother any of her friends about herself.
The tears at least assured her that her brother's beautiful girl had no love for the other one, the young nobleman of the great wealth, who was to be at the Ball, and had 'gone flying, Admiral Fakenham shrugged to say; for Lord Fleetwood was nowhere seen.
And all the time she is building ships feverishly. Look here you know my cousin, Lady Emily Fakenham?" "Of course!" "Only yesterday," Wyatt continued impressively, "she showed me a letter I read it, mind from a cousin of Prince Hohenlowe. She met him at Monte Carlo this year, and they had a sort of flirtation. In the postscript he says: 'If you take my advice, don't go to Dinard this August.
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