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But there was another household which the false tidings of Lord Hampstead's death reached that same night. The feelings excited at Trafford had been very keen, parental agony, maternal hope, disappointment, and revenge; but in that other household there was suffering quite as great. Mr. Fay himself did not devote much time during the day either to the morning or the evening newspapers.
The day but one after this, the last Friday in February, was to be the last of Hampstead's hunting, at any rate until after his proposed visit to Holloway. He, and Lady Frances with him, intended to return to London on the next day, and then, as far as he was concerned, the future loomed before him as a great doubt.
Newspapers estimated that nearly half a million human beings were collected on the patch of sand that Macaulay's imagination transfigured into "Hampstead's swarthy moor." But even if we followed the safe rule and divided the estimated number by half, a quarter of a million was quite enough.
Southward from Surrey's pleasant hills Flew those bright couriers forth; High on bleak Hampstead's swarthy moor They started for the north;
It is very odd how one person can do that to another almost without a word spoken." "I told you, George, that there would be danger in going there." "There would be no danger in that if there were nothing more." "What more is there then?" "There would be no danger in that if Lady Kingsbury was simply Hampstead's stepmother." "What more is she?" "She is stepmother also to Lady Frances. Oh, mother!"
Amblethwaite bustled away to assist at the duty of getting the fox to break. "I'm glad to see that you're fond of this kind of thing, my lord," said a voice in Hampstead's ear, which, though he had only heard it once, he well remembered. It was Crocker, the guest at the dinner-party, Crocker, the Post Office clerk. "Yes," said Lord Hampstead, "I am very fond of this kind of thing.
She was fluttered with what had already been said, a little angry with herself that she had so far yielded, a little perplexed at her own too evident confusion, a little frightened at Lord Hampstead's evident admiration of the girl. As to Marion, it must, of course, be left to her father, as would the question as to the Quaker himself.
As fast from every village round the horse came spurring in: And eastward straight, from wild Blackheath, the warlike errand went, And roused in many an ancient hall the gallant squires of Kent. Southward from Surrey's pleasant hills flew those bright couriers forth; High on bleak Hampstead's swarthy moor they started for the north.
It would be a great thing, he had said, to have Hampstead present at it, and it was Hampstead's intention to start on his long travels early in April. "I don't see why people shouldn't be married in cold weather as well as in hot," said Vivian. "Brides need not go about always in muslin."
"Will it not be better, father, that you and I shall remain together till the last?" "Nothing can be better for me that will not also be best for thee." "For me it will be best. Father, let it be so, and let this young man be no more thought of between us." In that she asked more than could be granted to her; but for some days Lord Hampstead's name was not mentioned between them.
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