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For the young Lady Kirton, who on her own score spent all the money her husband could scrape together, and more, had taken an inveterate dislike to her mother-in-law, and would not tolerate her.
Even the Bishop of Kirton, whom she consulted, told her that high place had its peculiar duties, and that however deplorable the elevation of such a man might be, if the Queen's representative invited him to join his counsels, the Queen's representative's wife must invite him to join her dinner-party: and the Bishop proved the sincerity of his constitutional doctrine by accepting an invitation to meet the new Ministry.
He'd lose his gown." "I wish I was at the bottom of a deep well, never to come up again!" mentally aspirated the unfortunate man. "Will you marry Maude?" demanded the dowager, with a fixed denunciation in every word, which was as so much slow torture to her victim. "I wish I could. You must see for yourself, Lady Kirton, that I cannot. Maude must see it." "I see nothing of the sort.
Lord Hartledon was not in the drawing-room, where Lady Kirton had left him only a minute before; and she looked round sharply. "Has he gone on to the chapel?" she asked of the young clergyman. "No, I think not," replied Mr. Priddon, who was already in his canonicals. "Hedges came in and said something to him, and they went out together."
I thought," she added, after a pause, "we might ask Lord Kirton to be its godfather." "I have decided on the godfathers already. Thomas Carr will be one, and I intend to be the other." "Thomas Carr! A poor hard-working barrister, that not a soul knows, and of no family or influence whatever, godfather to the future Lord Hartledon!" uttered the offended mother. "I wish it, Maude.
You you I can't find words that I should not be ashamed of; but Hamlet's mother, in the play, was nothing to it." "It is some time since I read the play," returned Hartledon, controlling his temper under an assumption of indifference. "If my memory serves me, the 'funeral baked meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage table. My late wife has been dead eighteen months, Lady Kirton."
"I see from Tomes," observed Eleanor Scaife to the Chief Justice, as he handed her a cup of tea, "that all the elections are on the same day in New Lindsey." "They are," he answered. "A good thing, don't you think?" "But if a man wants to vote in two places?" "Then it's kind to prevent him, because if he does it he's sent to prison." "Oh! And when do the results appear?" "Here at Kirton?
Tomes, and hailed the possibility of a union of more than private importance. Such a diversity of opinion powerfully promoted the interchange of views, and very soon there were but few people in Kirton society, outside the two households most concerned, who were not watching the progress of the affair. The circulating eddies of report at last reached Mr.
Since the night of his wife's fainting-fit she had scarcely spoken a word to him; had appeared as if she could not tolerate his presence for an instant in her room. Lord Hartledon felt persuaded that it arose from resentment at his having refused to allow her to see the stranger. He rose from his seat. "There's nothing wrong between me and Maude, Lady Kirton.
My advice to Maude is, to assert her own will, irrespective of yours." "Don't you think, Lady Kirton, that it may be as well if you let me and my wife alone? We shall get along, no doubt, without interference; with interference we might not do so."
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