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Maberley that gave me this impression. Mrs. Maberley wanted to call on you, because she said you were Mr. Cunliffe's niece, and people ought to take notice of you. And Etta said, "Oh dear, yes; and it was a very kind thought on Mrs. Maberley's part, and Mr. Cunliffe would think it so. That was why Giles had invited you to Gladwyn.
'Gladys is not well: she spoke to me yesterday about herself, and I was obliged to give her a sleeping-draught. She was not awake when we left the house. 'I will come and see her, I replied quickly, for Miss Darrell was bearing down upon us, and I am sure she heard my last words; and as I walked home I determined to go up to Gladwyn that very evening while the family were at church.
I felt my banishment from Gladwyn acutely. If Gladys were ill or dispirited, she would need me more than any one. I think both Max and I were sorry when Mr. Tudor came back and interrupted our conversation.
'Very well; I will walk with you, I replied; and in five minutes more we had left the cottage. We walked almost in silence, for who could tell if eaves-droppers might not lurk in the dark hedgerows? I know this feeling was strong in both our minds. At the gate of Gladwyn we kissed each other and parted. 'I am happier, Ursula, she whispered.
Gladys loved nature with all her heart; she revelled in the solemn grandeur of those woods, in the breadth and freedom of the ocean; it seemed to harmonise with her varying moods. 'I feel a different creature already, she wrote when she had been away a fortnight. 'I have made up my mind that the atmosphere of Gladwyn is fatal to my soul's health.
He told me that he had studied medicine meaning to make it his profession, but a distant relative died and left him a fortune, and by so doing spoiled his career. 'That was rather ungracious of him; but he looks the sort of man who could do plenty of grumbling. Where does he live, Max? 'Oh, at Gladwyn: I cannot show you the house now, because we do not pass it.
It was lurking in the wood on the day that Captain Dalzell went against Pontiac, only to perish in an ambush, to the secret relief of his superior, Major Gladwyn, for the major hoped to win the betrothed of Dalzell; but when the girl heard that her lover had been killed at Bloody Run, and his head had been carried on a pike, she sank to the ground never to rise again in health, and in a few days she had followed the victims of the massacre.
There were times even now when Jill looked positively handsome, if only her short black locks would grow, and if she would leave off hunching her shoulders. 'I should like Lawrence Tudor to have my Jill, if he were only rich; but there is no hope for him now, poor fellow! I said to myself, as I walked up the gravel walk towards the house. Gladwyn looked its best this evening.
On May 1 Pontiac and forty chiefs and warriors entered the fort, and danced the calumet, a peace dance, for the pleasure of their officers. Pontiac said to Major Gladwyn that he would return, at the change of the moon, May 7, or in one week, to hold a council with him, and "brighten the chain of peace with the English." The major agreed. He was a very foolish man, for a chief.
I have promised to keep Dorlicote Farm in my own hands until he is ready to take it. It is only ten miles from here, and has a very good house attached to it, and Eric will find himself in clover. Then, as though some other thought were uppermost in his mind, he continued, 'I am so glad that you and he are such friends, Ursula, for he will often take up his quarters at Gladwyn.
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