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"No such thing as the thought of marrying Miss Silvester ever entered my head." "And this you say, on your word of honor as a gentleman?" "On my word of honor as a gentleman." Sir Patrick turned to Anne. "Was it a matter of necessity, Miss Silvester, that you should appear in the assumed character of a married woman on the fourteenth of August last, at the Craig Fernie inn?"
Lady Lundie, accordingly, foregoes her intention of calling at the Craig Fernie inn, to express her sentiments and make her inquiries in person, and commits to Sir Patrick the duty of expressing her sentiments; reserving to herself the right of making her inquiries at the next convenient opportunity.
Carry your memory back to the fourteenth of August. Do you deny that you promised to many Miss Silvester privately at the Craig Fernie inn?" "I object to that question," said Mr. Moy. "My client is under no sort of obligation to answer it." Geoffrey's rising temper ready to resent any thing resented his adviser's interference. "I shall answer if I like," he retorted, insolently.
The inquiries made for him, at Anne's request, as soon as she arrived in the town, openly described his name, and his former position as headwaiter at Craig Fernie and thu s led easily to the discovery of him, in his publicly avowed character of Thomas Pennyquick's devoted friend.
I told him, what I now tell you that your sayings and doings at Craig Fernie, do not constitute a marriage, according to Scottish law. But," pursued Sir Patrick, holding up a warning forefinger at Arnold, "you have read it in Miss Silvester's letter, and you may now take it also as a result of my experience, that no individual opinion, in a matter of this kind, is to be relied on.
A door opposite the door of admission from the passage opened into the bedroom; and a window at the side looked out on the open space in front of the hotel, and commanded a view of the vast expanse of the Craig Fernie moor, stretching away below the rising ground on which the house was built. Anne turned in despair from the view in the room to the view from the window.
Arnold resigned himself to listen, and worse still to answer, if there was no help for it, in the character of an innocent stranger who had never been near the Craig Fernie inn. "Well," Blanche resumed, "and what do you think has come of my letter to Anne?" "I'm sure I don't know." "Nothing has come of it!" "Indeed?" "Absolutely nothing! I know she received the letter yesterday morning.
He gave a fairly coherent account of events, from the time when Geoffrey had claimed his assistance at the lawn-party to the time when he found himself at the door of the inn at Craig Fernie. There Sir Patrick interfered, and closed his lips. He asked leave to appeal to Geoffrey to confirm him. Sir Patrick amazed Mr. Moy by sanctioning this irregularity also.
You are quite wrong in supposing that he has only to speak, and to set this matter right. It has passed entirely beyond his control. The mischief was done when Arnold Brinkworth spent those unlucky hours with you at Craig Fernie." "Oh, Sir Patrick, if I had only known that, before I went to Fulham this morning!" She shuddered as she said the words.
She tried to divert her mind by looking about the room. There was very little to see. Except that it was solidly built of good sound stone, the Craig Fernie hotel differed in no other important respect from the average of second-rate English inns. There was the usual slippery black sofa constructed to let you slide when you wanted to rest.
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