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Updated: May 17, 2025
"And this house had been her home for more than fifty years." "Everything needs replacing," Lady Iniscrone grumbled, with a disparaging look around. "Those curtains and carpets " "Your Lordship will, I am sure, feel that, in making some little provision for Miss Gray, you will be doing what Lady Anne wished and intended to do," Mr. Buckton said earnestly, turning from the lady to her husband.
Lady Iniscrone closed the discussion haughtily. "Miss Gray will have her meals in the servants' hall, or in her own room if she prefers it, till after the funeral. We shall make other arrangements then, of course." Saunders flounced out of the room.
Buckton, you may take it that we do not intend to do anything more for Miss Gray." "Very well, Lady Iniscrone." Mr. Buckton turned away and busied himself with his papers. He could not trust himself at the moment to speak lest he should forget his professional discretion. But Mary had not waited for the result of his intercession on her behalf, of which, indeed, she knew nothing.
When I no longer need her I am an old woman, Mr. Gray she will be fit to earn her own living. Everything I have goes back to my nephew Jarvis Lord Iniscrone. But Mary will not suffer. Think! What have you to give her but a life of drudgery under which she will break down die, perhaps?" She watched the emotion in his face with her little keen, bright eyes.
Lady Anne's nephew and heir, Lord Iniscrone, showed no friendly face to Mary. He came as soon as possible, and took possession of the premises. Lady Iniscrone was with him. She was a lady with a wide, flat, doughy face. Her eyes were little and pale and cold. Mary thought afterwards that if it had not been for Lady Iniscrone, Lord Iniscrone might have been kinder.
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