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The inconvenience to Miss Smithers will be trifling, and it may prevent questions being raised hereafter." "Have you any objections to that, my dear?" asked Lady Holmhurst. "Oh, no, I suppose not," said Augusta mournfully; "I seem to be public property now." "Very well, then; excuse me for a moment," said the learned Doctor.
"Well!" she said sharply, for she was busy with her scheme; "what is it?" "I dreamt that James Short was a Q.C., and making twenty thousand a year, and that he had married Lady Holmhurst." "I should not wonder if that came true," answered Augusta, biting the top of her pen. Then came another pause. "Gussie," said Eustace, sleepily, "are you quite happy?"
Bessie is aft somewhere: I would not let her come. They are trying to keep the people off the boats they are all mad!" "Are we sinking?" she asked faintly. "God knows ah! here is the captain," pointing to a man who was walking, or rather pushing his way, rapidly towards them through the maddened, screeching mob. Lord Holmhurst caught him by the arm.
Meeson," interrupted Lady Holmhurst at this point; "I have to go to see about the dinner," and before Augusta could interfere she had left the room. Eustace closed the door behind her, and turned, feeling instinctively that a great crisis in his fortunes had come.
In one generation we make the money; in the next we take the title which the money buys. Look at your Lordship. Your Lordship is now in a proud position; but, as I have understood, your Lordship's father was a trader like me." "Hum! well, not exactly, Mr. Meeson," broke in Lord Holmhurst. "Dear me, I wonder who that exceedingly nice-looking girl Lady Holmhurst is talking to can be!"
And then, in a haze of noise and excitement, they were led through the cheering mob to where a carriage and pair were standing, and were helped into it, Mrs. Thomas being placed on the front seat, and Lady Holmhurst and Augusta on the back, the former with the gasping Dick upon her knee. And now little Dick is out of the story.
In another second there was a cry of joy, and a sweet, pale faced little lady had run at the child Dick, and was hugging him against her heart, and sobbing and laughing both at once. "Oh! my boy! my boy!" cried Lady Holmhurst, for it was she, "I thought you were dead long ago dead!"
The neighbourhood of Holmhurst had for some weeks past been honoured by the presence of a gang of gipsies, who during the period of their sojourn had rendered themselves conspicuous by their diligence in their triple business of chair-mending, fowl-house robbing, and fortune- telling.
More than ever convinced that gratitude is hopeless to seek in human nature, the gipsies had shaken the dust of Holmhurst from the soles of their not very tidy feet, and had moved off, no one knew whither. These proceedings had, among other persons, interested Alexander Magnus Bilk not a little, and no one mourned the rapid departure of the gipsies more than he.
"My dear," answered Lady Holmhurst, with a glance at her widow's weeds. "I have no low dresses: though, perhaps, I can find some among the things I put away before we sailed," and her eyes filled with tears.
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