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But tell me first about your mother. She died before you came? 'Very soon after they sent the telegram. Gravely, but with no affectation of distress, she related the circumstances; making known, finally, that Mrs. Larkfield had died intestate. 'You are quite sure of that? asked Hugh, with an eagerness which surprised her. 'Quite.
It was just a toss-up that a good deal of my own wasn't in, one way or another. 'Do you know any more about Frothingham? 'No. Only the fact. Don't know when it was, or when it got known. We shall have it from the papers presently. I think every penny Mrs Larkfield had was in. 'But it may not mean absolute ruin, urged Harvey. 'I know what to think when B. F. commits suicide.
Rolfe recognised him, had a conviction that his growing dislike of her was fully reciprocated. In the brief talk before Alma withdrew, he told her that he was going down into the country. 'To Coventry? she asked, turning her eyes upon him. 'No; to Weymouth. Mrs. Larkfield is no better, I'm afraid, and Sibyl wants me to see her. 'Then you won't be back
'To look at you is almost enough to make me play the brutal husband, and say that I'll be hanged if you go out tomorrow at all. She laughed a ghostly merriment. 'Where have you been? 'Oh, at several places. I met Mr. Carnaby at lunch, she added quickly. 'He told me he was going somewhere I forget oh, to Weymouth, to see Mrs. Larkfield.
'Ask his wife, said Hugh, impatiently. 'No doubt the choice is hers. 'No doubt. But I don't think, added Sibyl musingly, 'I shall ask Alma that or anything else. I don't think I care much for Alma in her new development. For a time I shall try leaving her alone. 'Well, I'm sorry for poor old Rolfe, repeated Hugh. On Monday morning Hugh Carnaby received a letter from Mrs. Ascott Larkfield.
His introduction to this circle he owed to an old friend, Hugh Carnaby, whose social position was much more clearly defined: Hugh Carnaby, the rambler, the sportsman, and now for a twelvemonth the son-in-law of Mrs. Ascott Larkfield.
Larkfield is simply intolerable. She's always either whining or in a fury. Can't talk of anything but the loss of her money. 'That reminds me, interposed Harvey. 'Do you know that there seems to be a chance of getting something out of the great wreck? 'What? Who says so? 'Mrs. Frothingham. The creditors come first, of course. Was your wife creditor or shareholder? 'Why, both.
'I really think I can boast of having the most selfish mother in England. Hugh had his own opinion concerning Mrs. Ascott Larkfield, but would not have ventured to phrase it. 'How's that? 'I never knew anyone who succeeded so well in thinking steadily and exclusively of herself. It irritates me to see her since this affair; I shan't go again.
It was years since Sibyl's mother had written to him, and the present missive, scrawled in an unsteady hand, gave him some concern. Mrs. Larkfield wrote that she was very ill, so ill that she had abandoned hope of recovery. She asked him whether, as her son-in-law, he thought it right that she should be abandoned to the care of strangers.
But for the illumination she had received, Alma would have felt surprised at meeting Cyrus Redgrave in these assemblies; formerly she had thought of him as belonging to a sphere somewhat above her own, a quasi-aristocratic world, in which Sibyl Carnaby, the daughter of Mrs. Ascott Larkfield, also moved by right of birth and breeding. Sibyl, however, was not above accepting Mrs.
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