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"Reported death a mistake. Taken prisoner Targai. Escaped. Arrived Cairo. Large bribes and rewards to pay. Cable five hundred pounds to Cook's immediately. "Michael Veritas." "Great Scot!" said Ronnie again. Billy said nothing; but his eyes never left Lady Ingleby's radiant face. "Think what it will mean to Jim Airth," she repeated. "Er yes," said Ronnie.
Billy's days of youthful escapades were over. This must be something more serious. She rose from her davenport and came to the sofa. "Sit down, Billy," she said, indicating an armchair opposite Lord Ingleby's chair, and little Peter's. Both had now left it empty. Billy filled it readily, unconscious of its associations. "Rippin' flowers," remarked Billy, looking round the room.
came Lady Ingleby's voice from below, rather faint and quavering. "That's right!" shouted Jim Airth. "Keep it up! I can see the ledge now, just above us. The bo's'n pipes the watch below, Yeo ho! lads! ho! Yeo ho! Yeo ho! Then here's a health afore we go, Yeo ho! lads! ho! Yeo ho! A long, long life to my sweet wife, And mates at sea Keep it up down there! I have one hand on the ledge
Little white clouds blushed rosy red. An opal tint gleamed on the water. The moving ripple seemed too far away to break the restful silence. Lady Ingleby's eyelids drooped lower and lower. "Yes, my dear Jane," she murmured, dreamily watching a snow-white sail, as it rounded the point, curtseyed, and vanished from view; "undoubtedly a a well-expressed sentence; but far from from being fact.
Oh, impetuous scatter-brained boy!... Dear heavens! I wish he wouldn't hand me the bread-and-butter." Then, into this atmosphere of misunderstanding and uncertainty, intruded a fresh element. A first-cousin of Lord Ingleby's, to whom had come the title, minus the estates, came to the conclusion that title and estates might as well go together.
When he comes back he will find me what he himself made me mistress of Shenstone; he will find me where he left me, awaiting his return. You are no longer speaking to a widow, Lord Airth; nor to a woman left desolate. You are speaking to Lord Ingleby's wife, and you may as well learn how Lord Ingleby's wife guards Lord Ingleby's name, and defends her own honour, and his."
Collier or any other man forged all these marginal readings, that is, wrote them in a pretended antique character, and which, taken in connection with the evidence that we have already examined, settles this part of the question forever. The number of marginal alterations in this play, according to Dr. Ingleby's count, which we believe is correct, is four hundred and twenty-six.
"I have made up my mind what to ask, dear queen," whispered Billy as he returned, breathless, three minutes later and laid the parasol in Lady Ingleby's lap. "You promised me anything, up to the half of your kingdom. I will have the head of Mrs. Parker Bangs in a charger." "Oh, shut up, Billy!" exclaimed Jane, "and get out of the light! We missed that last stroke. What is the score?"
Even at that moment it gave him pleasure to find Lady Ingleby's taste in sunshades, resembling Myra's. He stood for a minute on the terrace, taking in the matchless beauty of the place. Then his face grew sad and stern. "What a home to leave," he said; "and to leave it, never to return!"
"Yes, sir," said the groom, with the inevitable movement towards his hat, whip and hand going up together. "Her ladyship always drives them herself, sir. Fine whip, her ladyship, sir." This item of information surprised Jim Airth. Judging by Lord Ingleby's age and appearance, he had expected to find Lady Ingleby a sedate and stately matron of sixty.
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