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Furnival held no argument within his own breast, but we may say that he was no longer perplexed by much doubt upon the matter. And then the morning came for Lady Mason's departure. Sir Peregrine had not seen her since she had left him in the library after her confession, although, as may be remembered, he had undertaken to do so. But he had not then known how Mrs.
Her charms and her sorrows, her soft, sad smile and her more lovely tears have not operated upon us. We are not chivalrous old gentlemen, past seventy years of age, but still alive, keenly alive, to a strong feeling of romance. That visit will perhaps be remembered which Mr. Furnival made at The Cleeve, and the subsequent interview between Lady Mason and the baronet.
"Mr. Furnival, weak as I am, I could bear to die here on the spot, now if I could only save him from this agony. It is not for myself I suffer." And then the terrible idea occurred to him that she might attempt to compass her escape by death. But he did not know her. That would have been no escape for her son.
Furnival could now be very cross on certain domestic occasions, and could also be very unjust. And there was worse than this, much worse behind.
"Mr. Mason, Mr. Furnival," said the attorney, as soon as he had shaken hands with his client. "You know each other very well by name, gentlemen." Mr. Mason was very stiff in his bearing and demeanour, but remarked that he had heard of Mr. Furnival before. "All the world has heard of him," said Mr. Round. "He hasn't hid his light under a bushel." Whereupon Mr.
And by so doing, would he not rob Lady Mason of her sole remaining tower of strength? for if Mr. Furnival knew that she was guilty, Mr. Furnival must of course abandon her cause. And then Sir Peregrine did not know how to turn himself, as he thus argued the matter within his own bosom. And then too his own disgrace sat very heavy on him.
And when now they examined everything and inquired into all her ways and what she had done, it was of Mary they were thinking. But Mr. Furnival was very certain of his point. He knew that Lady Mary had made no will; time after time he had pressed it upon her. He was very sure, even while he examined her writing-table, and turned out all the drawers, that nothing would be found.
Furnival says that it must be so; and therefore I shall tell Sir Peregrine to-morrow that all this must be given up." And then they sat together silently, holding each other by the hand. "Good night, Edith," Lady Mason said at last, getting up from her seat. "Good night, dearest." "You will let me be your friend still, will you not?" said Lady Mason. "My friend! Oh yes; always my friend.
"Well, Kitty, how are you?" said Mr. Furnival, entering the room with his arms prepared for a premeditated embrace. "What, Miss Biggs with you? I did not know. How do you do, Miss Biggs?" and Mr. Furnival extended his hand to the lady.
"If I was sure that I was in the right, I think that I could hold up my head against all that. But they say that she is crushed to the earth." "Poor thing!" said Mrs. Furnival. "I wish that I could do anything for her." And in this way they talked the matter over very comfortably.
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