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"Yes, Mistah Puhs'val!" said Grant, and added to himself, "Yo' suttiny do ca'y yo'se'f mighty han'some, Mistah Man!" Going out of the hotel, he met Launton Oldaker, with whom he chatted a few moments, and then bade good-bye.
I'm very fond of you still, and I shall always stand up for you when I can. And please don't answer this in any way. Jack Kirkby isn't answering just yet. I asked him not, though he doesn't know why. "Your father is going to send the news that the engagement is broken off to the newspapers. "Yours sincerely, "JENNY LAUNTON."
Then one more thought came to Jack: he had determined already to make use of it if necessary, and somehow this seemed to be the moment. "And Jenny Launton," he said "I suppose you've thought of her?" A curious look came into Frank's eyes a look of great gravity and tenderness and the humor died out. He said nothing for an instant.
Then Jack began again: "You see, I've got to go and tell Lord Talgarth. Miss Launton, I wish you'd come with me. Then we can both write by to-night's post." Jenny said nothing for an instant. Then: "I suppose that would be best," she said. "Shall we go up pretty soon? I expect we shall find him in the garden." Jack winced a little. Jenny smiled at him openly. "Best to get it over, Mr. Jack.
And about him was the great soft, sweet-smelling darkness, roofed in by the far-off sky alight with stars; and beneath him in the valley he could catch the glimmer of the big lake and the blotted masses of pine and cypress black against it. It was here, then, under these circumstances, that Dick confessed to himself, frankly and openly for the first time, that he was in love with Jenny Launton.
His lordship usually went there on hot days. Would Miss Launton and Mr. Kirkby kindly step this way? No; he was not to trouble. They would find their own way. On the upper terrace? "On the upper terrace, miss." The upper terrace was the one part of the old Elizabethan garden left entirely unaltered.
The other alien, Launton Oldaker, was present under terms of honourable truce, willingly and without ulterior motive saving as he confessed to himself a consuming desire to see "how the other half lives."
Jack looked at her. "Well, he did. I've come about that. It's not very pleasant." "Is he ill?" asked Jenny sharply. "Oh, no; not at all; at least, he didn't say so." "What's the matter, then?" Jack fumbled in his breast-pocket and drew out a letter, which he held a moment before unfolding. "I think you'd better read what he says, Miss Launton. It isn't pleasant, but it's all over now.
Finally, he had fallen in love with, proposed to, and become engaged to, Jenny Launton. That was an improper thing for a younger son to do, anyhow, at his age, and Dick now perceived that the fact that Jenny was Jenny aggravated the offense a hundredfold. And, last of all, he had become a Catholic an act of enthusiasm which seemed to Dick really vulgar.
He did not quite know how he would face the future if she refused him; and he was sufficiently humble to be in doubt. The neat maid told him at the door that Miss Launton had given directions that he was to be shown into the garden if he came.... No; Miss Launton was in the morning-room, but she should be told at once. So Dick strolled across the lawn and sat down by the garden table.
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