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As you are so complimentary, I think I shall put you down at the foot of this hill; we have passed the second milestone from Hollingford. 'Oh, let me just go up to the top! I know we can see the blue range of the Malverns from it, and Dorrimer Hall among the woods; the horse will want a minute's rest, and then I will get down without a word.
Why shouldn't I be the man Lady Ogram is looking for the future Liberal member for Hollingford?" His companion gazed at a far point of the landscape. "That is perhaps not an impossible thing," she said, meditatively. "More unlikely things have come to pass." "Then it does seem to you unlikely?" "I think we won't discuss it just now. You see, from here, the plan of the gardens and the park.
Lady Agnes was married; there was only Lady Harriet remaining at home; Lord Hollingford, the eldest son, had lost his wife, and was a good deal more at the Towers since he had become a widower. He was a tall ungainly man, considered to be as proud as his mother, the countess; but, in fact, he was only shy, and slow at making commonplace speeches.
The consequence was that he was frequently consulted and referred to during the progress of her recovery; and, as he had much to do in the immediate circle of his Hollingford practice, as well as to write thoughtful letters to his medical brethren in London, he found it difficult to spare the three or four hours necessary to go over to Hamley to see Osborne.
To tell the truth, that winter, if peaceful, was monotonous in Hollingford; and the whole circle of gentility there was delighted to be stirred up in March by the intelligence that Mr. Kirkpatrick, the newly-made Q.C., was coming on a visit of a couple of days to his sister-in-law Mrs Gibson. Mrs.
'Oh, Cynthia! said Molly, catching her breath as she read, 'Are you not proud? For it was an account of an annual gathering of the Geographical Society, and Lord Hollingford had read a letter he had received from Roger Hamley, dated from Arracuoba, a district in Africa, hitherto unvisited by any intelligent European traveller; and about which, Mr. Hamley sent many curious particulars.
"As you may wish to speak of polities, I will tell you that, until a year or two ago, Lady Ogram was a strong Conservative; she is now on the Liberal side, perhaps for the simple reason that she has quarrelled with the Conservative member of Hollingford, Mr. Robb.
Gibson was telling him of a paper on comparative osteology in some foreign journal of science, which Lord Hollingford was in the habit of forwarding to his friend the country surgeon. Yet every now and then while he listened he caught his attention wandering to the face of Cynthia, who was placed between his brother and Mr. Gibson.
All I have to do is to thank you for your efforts on my behalf. Who knows? I may hold my own at Hollingford. But at Rivenoak it's all over with me." He stood up, and assumed an attitude of resigned dignity, smiling to himself. But Constance kept her seat, her eyes on the ground. "I believe you were going down on Saturday?" she said. "So it was arranged. Well, I mustn't stay "
She had a very shapely neck, the skin white and delicate; her facial complexion was admirably pure and of warmish tint. "And where are you living, Miss Bride?" asked Mr. Lashmar, regarding her with curiosity. "At Hollingford; that is to say, near it. I am secretary to Lady Ogram I don't know whether you ever heard of her?" "Ogram? I know the name.
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