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Her mother, who was seated at the farther end of the room talking to a charming-looking old lady Angelica did not know, stretched out a hand to her as she approached, and drew her to a seat beside her; and instantly Angelica felt herself in another moral atmosphere. "This is my daughter, Mrs. Kilroy of Ilverthorpe," Lady Adeline said to the old lady, then added smiling: "There are so many Mrs.
"This sounds like self-sacrifice," said Sir George. "I sincerely hope it may answer. We are going different ways, I think. Good-morning." He raised his hand to his hat in a perfunctory way, and hurried off. The next time he saw Mrs. Kilroy, he described this encounter with Dr. Maclure. "This is a complete change of front," said Angelica; "what does it mean?"
"I shall never know a moment's peace until we have resumed our acquaintance on a different footing, and I have been able to make him some reparation." "Ah reparation?" said Mr. Kilroy dubiously. "Do you think it is impossible?" Angelica demanded. "Not impossible, perhaps, but very difficult," he answered.
"He looked real bad, ma'am; and well he might, the way he's been goin' on, 'anging about 'alf the night We've all seen im," Roberts rejoined imperturbably. "Why didn't you report it to me?" Mr. Kilroy wanted to know. "Well, sir, I couldn't be sure it was this 'ouse, sir, in partic'lar. You see there's a good many in the square, sir. I was just waitin' to make sure.
"About about you thought I was inventing it that story about the Tenor and the Boy." Mr. Kilroy curved his fingers together and held them up over the table for a moment as if he were about to tap upon it again, and it was as if he had asked a question. "It was all true," Angelica proceeded, "all that I told you. But there was more." Mr.
"Oh," she observed, perversely choosing to misinterpret the purport of this tactful message, "then I need not wait for him any longer, I suppose. Bring me my coffee, please." The man withdrew, and she proceeded with the torture. Mr. Kilroy good-naturedly shut his doors and windows, hoping to exclude the sound, when he found the hint had been lost upon her. In vain!
No, not old, but unhappy, and lonely, for if she did not care to be with him who would? Her heart smote her, and she stepped forward impetuously, anxious above everything to make amends. "Daddy!" she gasped, grasping his arm. Startled, Mr. Kilroy turned round, and looked down into her face incredulously. "Is it you Angelica?" he faltered. "Is anything the matter, dear?"
It might be fortitude, but, considering the circumstances, it was far more likely to be indifference. And so she continued to torment herself; thinking, always thinking, without any power to stop. The next day Mr. Kilroy returned to town alone.
Kilroy himself was delighted with it, as indeed he is with all that she does now. He only interrupted her once. 'I should say the country is going to the dogs, there, he suggested. 'Then, I am afraid your originality would provoke criticism, Angelica answered. "When do you return? I avoid Hamilton House in your absence, it looks so dreary all shut up. "Yours always, dear Lady Adeline,
It was a continual case of "Please don't!" from morning till night, and Angelica herself was touched at last by the kindly nature which could repeat the remonstrance so often and so patiently; but all the same she did not forbear. All that day, however, Mr. Kilroy made every allowance for her.
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