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How do you do, Netta? exclaimed the new comer, shaking Mrs Prothero's hand, and pulling Netta's curls. Hereupon the young man arose from the sofa, and bowing profoundly, said, 'Good evening, Miss Gwynne, with a tone as grave as his appearance. 'I beg your pardon, Mr Rowland, said the young lady, who we now introduce in form as Miss Gwynne of Glanyravon Park.
As she swiftly pursued her way, turning neither to the right nor to the left, she did not perceive the faithful friend that was literally dogging her steps; but still Lion followed; and thoughtless of master and mistress at home, kept in view the poor beggar-girl who had managed to win his love, together with that of all the animal kind around and about Glanyravon.
Minette was soon on his knee, and in less than ten minutes had duly informed him that she loved him next to Uncle Rowland and that Gladys told her he 'was the nicest gentleman in the world. Owen laughed heartily at this, to conceal his rising colour, and said, 'And how is Gladys? 'Quite well; she is coming to Glanyravon with us, to take care of mamma and me.
"We hope you will come and spend Christmas " I suppose I must "and see your little brother, who longs to see sister Freda again " Humph! but who cut her out of Glanyravon Park and all thereto belonging, though he certainly is a dear little man. "Her ladyship quite well, and desires her love." I suppose I ought to be glad and try to return the love.
Sorrow had so far bowed his spirit as to teach him to forgive her, if not Howel. Mrs Jenkins scarcely gave herself time to say 'How do you do? when she poured out the grief which had brought her to Glanyravon. 'Oh, Mrs Prothero, fach! Ach, Rowland! what will I do? They was finding him in America the pleece was finding him, my Howels! And he do be in jail in London, 'dited for forgery.
The tears were streaming down her pale cheeks, and her hand, as usual, was on her heart. Mrs Jones kissed her, and Miss Gwynne said cheerfully, 'I shall see you soon, Netta, and I want Mrs Jones to come to Glanyravon with me, so it will not be a long parting. 'You have been very good to my child and me, God will bless you! sobbed Netta.
This Lady Nugent does with the most contemptible tact; and does it so cleverly that nobody sees through her. If you will only try, and just propose at the right moment, I am convinced papa would have you. If he marries her, I say good-bye to Glanyravon for ever. 'You are so impetuous, Freda; I am sure your papa has never thought of it.
His eye caught the words, 'Howel Jenkins, Esq., and Miss Prothero, Glanyravon, and Sir John Simpson. This was quite enough.
At about ten o'clock on Monday morning Miss Gwynne rode up to the door of Glanyravon Farm, and, dismounting, entered the house. She was attended by a groom, and told him that she should not be long. 'How is that poor girl, Netta? were her first words on entering the house. 'Very ill indeed, I believe, said Netta, rather sulkily. 'Where is your mother?
'And Gladys has done well ever since she's been at Glanyravon by every one belonging to us, not excepting yourself. 'Very much obliged to her, I am sure, said Netta, suddenly sitting up in bed, and forgetting her headache. 'She needn't trouble herself about me. I fancy we are never likely to cross one another again, unless she chances to come a-begging to Abertewey, and then perhaps
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