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Haddington didn't believe she did. "Go away?" he said to himself. "Hardly! The play is just beginning. Little Lady Claudia wasn't far out." It is very possible she was not far out in her estimation of Mr. Haddington's character, as well as in her forecast of his prospects. But the fruits of her shrewdness on this point were happily hid from the gentleman concerned. Sir Roderick Ayre Inspects Mr.
"The Bishop is accompanied by his wife. That makes two; and then old Merton, who was at the Colonial Office you know, and Morewood the painter make four." "Sir George Merton is a Radical, isn't he?" asked Lady Claudia severely. "He tries to be," said Eugene. "Shall I order a carriage to take you to the station? I think, you know, you can stand it, with Haddington's help." Mr.
In the first place, there is a fiction that a lady who respects herself does not fall in love with a man whom she suspects to be in love with somebody else; and Haddington's mind, though of no mean order in some ways, was not of a sort to rise above fictions.
Haddington's opinion, might well pave the way to a closer union, and this hope accounted for his having consented to pair with Eugene, who sat on the other side, and spend the last week in idleness at Millstead. "Well," said Mr. Robert Territon, "it sounds slow, old man." "Candid family, the Territons," remarked Eugene to the copper-beech.
Claudia judiciously avoided the question of her presence at the ceremony by a timely absence from London, and enjoyed only at second-hand the amusement Eugene derived from Haddington's hesitation between triumph over his supposed rival, and doubt, which had in reality gained the better part.
"That chap's considered very clever, isn't he?" asked Bob of his host, indicating Haddington's retreating figure. "Very, I believe," said Eugene. "He's a cuckoo, you see." "Dashed if I do," said Bob. "He steals other birds' nests eggs and all." "Your natural history is a trifle mixed, old fellow; kindly explain." "Well, he's a thief of ideas.
Eugene detected this idea in Haddington's mind, and it caused him keen amusement. Kate also he had encountered, and their meeting had been marked by the ceremonious friendship demanded by the circumstances. The flavor of diplomacy imparted to private life by these episodes had not, however, been strong enough to prevent Eugene being very bored.
For Haddington's devotion was not allowed by him to interfere with that early ride which is so often a mark of legislators, and an assertion, I suppose, of the strain on their minds that might be ignored or doubted if not backed up by some such evidence.
Stafford smiled gently and bade him good-night. A moment later Bob Territon emerged from the open windows of the billiard-room. "Of all dull dogs, Haddington's the worst; however, I've won five pound of him! Hist! Is the Father here?" "I am glad to say he is not." "Oh! Have you squared it with Miss Kate? I saw something was up." "Miss Bernard's heart, Bob, and mine again beat as one."
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