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But almost before an exclamation of alarm could leave the mouths of the hunters behind, Miss Garscube was on her feet and in the saddle, and her horse away again, as if both had been ignorant of the little mishap that had occurred.
Forester who with her husband was on a visit at Cockhoolet received them and took them to rooms where fires made what seemed tropical heat compared with the atmosphere in the glass case on the moor. Miss Garscube was able for nothing but to go to bed, and Miss Adamson stayed with her in the room called Queen Mary's, being the room that unfortunate lady occupied when she visited Cockhoolet.
She was a fast young lady when as yet fastness was a rare development: a harbinger of the fast period, the one swallow that presages summer, but does not make it and as such much in the mouths of the public. Miss Garscube was said to be clever she was certainly eccentric and she was no beauty, but community of tastes in the matter of horses and dogs drew her and Lord Arthur together.
"How will the strong-minded Tudor lady like to see herself revived in that fashion, if she can see it?" asked Miss Garscube. "She'll like it well, judging by myself," said George: "that's true fame.
As she did not care for going about alone, she took Miss Adamson always with her, but Alice only once or twice: she was hardly able for extra fatigue every day. But Miss Garscube was recovering health and spirits, and looks also, and when Lady Arthur left her behind she thought, "Well, if George calls to-day, he'll see that he is not a necessary of life at least."
She saw that Miss Garscube was as innocent of the knowledge that she had made a conquest as it was possible to be, and she felt surprised that Lady Arthur's sight was not sharper.
That he should love Miss Garscube seemed to her natural and good, and that happiness might be possible even to a duke's grandson on such a pittance as two thousand pounds a year was an article of her belief: she pitied people who go through life sacrificing the substance for the shadow. Yes, Miss Garscube could speak of Mr.
It was digging him out of the snow that kept us so long in getting to you. He has been in bed ever since, but he is getting round quite well." "I ought to have known that sooner," she said. "I did not want to alarm you unnecessarily." "I must go and see him;" and she held out her hand to say good-night. "But you'll come to Garscube Hall soon: I shall be anxious to hear what you think of Frank.
Eildon spent six weeks at a shooting-box belonging to his uncle the duke, after which he went to London, where he got a post under government a place which was by no means a sinecure, but where there was plenty of work not over-paid. Before leaving he called for a few minutes at Garscube Hall to say good-bye, and that was all they saw of him.
Eildon and Miss Garscube were penniless, the remark is not to be taken literally, for he had an income of fifteen hundred pounds, and she had five hundred a year of her own; but in the eyes of people moving in ducal circles matrimony on two thousand pounds seems as improvident a step as that of the Irishman who marries when he has accumulated sixpence appears to ordinary beings. Mr.
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