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Now Freynie thinks I am absolutely perfect when I am really being a horrid little capricious minx don't you, Freynie, dear!" and she leaned over and looked at her betrothed with sweet and tender eyes and Lord Freynault got up and moved his chair round, so that the four were in a circle. "What preposterous thing is Cora telling you?" he laughed, with an adoring glance at her sparkling face.
However, there was nothing to be done, and so they were whizzed off, while with the tail of her eye Cecilia Cricklander perceived that Lord Freynault had been displaced from Cora's side and was now stalking behind the other pair, beside Arabella Clinker. "What an extraordinary sight that was," she said to Sir Tedbury Delvine as they went along.
Cricklander and Lady Maulevrier had already entered the motor and were surveying the scene with amused interest, while Miss Lutworth and Lord Freynault, chaperoned by Arabella Clinker, were preparing to walk. It was not more than a mile across the park, and it was a glorious day. John Derringham joined them. "I think I will come with you, too," he said. "You take my place, Sir Tedbury.
Derringham, we all want to be something very grand," she laughed merrily. "I hate common people and love English dukes and duchesses don't you, Cis?" and she looked at Mrs. Cricklander, who was standing in a position of much stately grace by the lofty mantelpiece. "You sweet girl!" exclaimed Lord Freynault, who was next to her.
"Remember something about a fellow named Orpheus getting over to fetch his girl" "gail" Lord Freynault pronounced it "since old John will use Eton cribs in describing the horrid chasm. Can't we sop old Cerberus and somehow manage to swim, if there is no ferryman about?" "You would certainly be drowned," said Halcyone. "In this place the lake is quite ten inches deep!"
"I dare say we can go to-morrow," John Derringham said. "You and I might walk over and perhaps Miss Lutworth and Freynault. We can't go a large party, the house is so small." "Why cannot you and I go alone, then?" she asked. "Oh, I think he would like to see Miss Cora.
"To see you!" she exclaimed. "That is so good! There is no Styx here, and we must have some fun together!" She sat down upon a chair which Lord Freynault dragged up for her, and he himself took another beyond the Professor so the two girls could talk together. "I am going to be married you know!" Cora announced gayly. "Freynie and I settled it at a ball last night, but we haven't told anyone yet!
Not content with Lord Freynault, who was plainly devoted to her, she kept every now and then looking back at John Derringham with some lively sally, and although he was being particularly agreeable to herself, he responded to Miss Lutworth's piquant attacks with a too ready zeal. Mrs.
He had stayed behind for a few minutes to renew his acquaintance with the ancient lady, and had given her his arm down the short church path, and placed her with extreme deference in the Shetland pony shay, to the absolute enchantment of Miss Lutworth, who, with Lord Freynault, stood upon the mound of an old forgotten grave, the better to see. It was in the earlier days of motor-cars, and Mrs.
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