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Updated: May 7, 2025
"I am selfish myself, and I realise that is the reason why Emily Fox-Seton is becoming the lodestar of my existence. There is such comfort in being pandered to by a person who is not even aware that she is pandering. She doesn't suspect that she is entitled to thanks for it." That evening Mrs.
To awaken in a still, delicious room, with the summer morning sunshine breaking softly into it through leafy greenness, was a delightful thing to Miss Fox-Seton, who was accustomed to opening her eyes upon four walls covered with cheap paper, to the sound of outside hammerings, and the rattle and heavy roll of wheels.
But he did not say, "I beg pardon, Miss Fox-Seton," and Emily knew that he had not recognised her again, and had not the remotest idea who she was or where she came from. She passed him with her agreeable, friendly smile, and there returned to her mind Lady Maria's remarks of the night before.
"Oh, Miss Fox-Seton," she said, in a very young voice, "you are so kind!" The parts of the park nearest to the house already presented a busy aspect when Miss Fox-Seton passed through the gardens the following morning. The workers looked interested and good-humoured; the men touched their hats as Emily appeared, and the women courtesied smilingly.
It was three months after this that the Marquis of Walderhurst followed Emily Fox-Seton out upon the heath, and finding her sitting footsore and depressed in spirit beside the basket of Lady Maria's fish, asked her to marry him. When the news reached him, Alec Osborn went and shut himself up in his quarters and blasphemed until his face was purple and big drops of sweat ran down it.
She felt Emily Fox-Seton's incomprehensible success to be a piece of impudent presumption, and she had no reason to restrain the expression of her sentiments so long as she conveyed them by methods of inference and inclusion. "You must let me congratulate you very warmly, Miss Fox-Seton," she said, pressing her hand with maternal patronage.
Jane also knew that Miss Fox-Seton occasionally sent letters addressed "To the Right Honourable the Countess of So-and-so," and received replies stamped with coronets. Once even a letter had arrived adorned with strawberry-leaves, an incident which Mrs. Cupp and Jane had discussed with deep interest over their hot buttered-toast and tea.
"But how kind of you, Lord Walderhurst how good!" It was the most unforeseen and amazing experience of her life, and at once she sought for some reason which could connect with his coming some more interesting person than mere Emily Fox-Seton. Oh, the thought flashed upon her, he had come for some reason connected with Lady Agatha.
The diamonds are magnificent, and he not only has three superb places, but has money enough to keep them up. Now, there are three aspirants at Mallowe in the present party. Of course you can guess who they are, Emily?" Emily Fox-Seton almost blushed. She felt a little indelicate. "Lady Agatha would be very suitable," she said. "And Mrs. Ralph is very clever, of course.
I always think that to see a fair person suddenly for the first time all in black gives one a kind of delighted start though start isn't the word, quite. Do put it on." Lady Agatha put it on. Emily Fox-Seton came into her room to help to add the last touches to her beauty before she went down to dinner.
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