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Updated: June 22, 2025
It had been easy perhaps pleasant to suffer for the confidential friend who had opened his heart to her on the hillside. It became less easy and certainly more unpleasant to be sacrificed for Janie Iver's fiancé. But Mina, though no longer exultant and no more fearless, would be loyal and constant all the same. Should she, after saving others, be herself a castaway?
"Because he knew I knew about it. He didn't know that Mr Neeld did." "And this this Lady Tristram of Blent?" Iver's voice was hesitating and conscious as he pronounced the name that was to have become his daughter's. Again the pink-ribboned Deus made entry on the scene, to give the speaker a more striking answer. "A lady to see you, ma'am. Miss Gainsborough."
"I don't often blackball," he remarked to Lord Southend as they were sitting down to whist, "but, really, don't you think the Imperium should maintain er a certain level?" "Iver's a devilish rich fellow and not a bad fellow either," grunted my lord. "Yes, madame, an elegant and spacious residence, Filton Park. The photo? Here it is, madame.
Why, if you made your way into the library at Blent, you might happen on a find there! A lot of interesting stuff there, I'm told. And we shall be very grateful for a visit." Neeld was conscious of a strong desire to go to Blentmouth. But it would be a wrong thing to do; he felt that he could not fairly accept Iver's hospitality.
"Ah, I'd begin to listen if he'd told you," was Iver's cautious comment. "You give us the whole of old Joe Cholderton!" was Lord Southend's final injunction. "Imagine if I did!" thought Neeld, beginning to feel some of the joy of holding a secret. Presently Southend took his leave, saying he had an engagement.
"And I suppose they'll be married as soon as they decently can. I'm glad for Janie Iver's sake not that I like him, the little I've seen of him." "We never see him," said Mrs Trumbler. "Not at church, anyhow," added Miss S. incisively. "Perhaps he'll remember what's due to his position now." "Are you sure they're engaged?" asked Mina. Miss S. looked at her with a smile. "Certain, my dear."
"I don't set up for a beauty or a wit either," Harry observed, not at all put out by the Imp's premeditated candor. "No and still she ought to want to talk to you! Why? Because you're Mr Tristram, I suppose?" Mina indulged in a very scornful demeanor. "It's very friendly of you to resent my behavior on Miss Iver's behalf." "There you are again! That means she doesn't resent it!
Duplay was sure that Harry had formal proofs, good and valid prima facie; he would need Mina, money, and time to upset them. There were moments when the Major himself wished that he had relied on his own attractions, and not challenged Harry to battle on any issue save their respective power to win Janie Iver's affections. But it seemed too late to go back.
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