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"I always make a point," she said, "of encouraging any movement for the good of the masses. They are such deserving dear things, aren't they?" It is impossible to guess at what Lady Kingscourt thought we were doing; but her heart was warm and kind. If ever class hatred comes to play an important part in English life it will not be the fault of the aristocracy.
Nan was silent, and turned away; she never seemed to wish to speak of Kingscourt or her going there. Frank King's stay in London was prolonged for some reason or other; at length he announced his intention of returning to Brighton on a particular Thursday. On the Tuesday night Nan and Madge arranged that they would get fresh flowers the next day for the decoration of the rooms.
You see, everybody is in Brighton in December, with friends or in hotels; and, as I say, it's a case of open house and take your chance. 'We are more formal, and a little duller, in Wiltshire, said Frank King. 'I wish you'd come to Kingscourt for a few days. We haven't shot the best of the covers yet. Those who thought that Tom Beresford was a foolish youth knew nothing about him.
Madge joined in these diversions with great good-will; and made them the excuse for the shortness of the letters addressed to Kingscourt. Nan went also; she was glad to get into the country on any pretence; and she seemed merry enough. When Mr.
Long before the Kingscourt family had assembled round the breakfast-table, Frank King had ridden over, on these two or three cold mornings, to the postal town, which was nearly two miles off, so that he should not have to wait for the arrival of the bag. And at last came a letter with the Brighton postmark. He glanced at the handwriting, and thought it was Madge's. That was enough.
I'm going to have a room at Kingscourt called "Nan's room," and it shall have no other name as long as I am there. Then we shall have a proper house in London by and by; and of course you'll come up for the season, and see all the gaieties.
But we are not going to let you go away into wars. You are coming to Kingscourt. I know Frank will insist on it. And it would just be the very place for you; you see you would be in nobody's way; and you always were so fond of giving help. Oh, Nan, her sister suddenly said, 'what is the matter? You are crying! What is it, Nan? Nan rose quickly. 'Crying?
It bewildered him as yet. To think of Nan at Kingscourt! her presence filling the house with sunlight; charming everybody with her quiet, humorous ways, and her self-possession, and her sweetness, and the faithfulness of her frank, clear eyes! And all his thinking came back to the one point.
She knew that Kingscourt was in Wiltshire; but if, as he had told her, he was in the navy when the English fleet paid its famous visit to Cherbourg, he must have left Wiltshire when he was a very small boy indeed. They got higher and higher into the mountains as the evening fell, and the mists closed down upon them.
'Vicar, I know you have tried to look only at the cheerful side of things, as far as your cloth will permit, and I trust in God that something may yet come of it; but if not if this last appeal to him produces nothing more than the others then there is a final alternative that may help me to save Kingscourt and the family name. 'What is that? his friend said, eagerly.
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