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"Really. Perhaps she has been a chorus-girl." "I'll bet she has, whether she says so or not." He gave a deep chuckle. Lady Holme's gown rustled as she leaned back in her corner. "And she's goin' to Arkell House. Americans are the very devil for gettin' on. Laycock was tellin' me to-night that " "I don't wish to hear Mr. Laycock's stories, Fritz. They don't amuse me."
"Come with me, there's a good chap, and what's she like?" As they went on into the drawing-rooms Mr. Bry dropped out: "Some people say she's like Lady Holme." "Like Vi! Is she? Laycock's been simply ravin' simply ravin' and Laycock's not a feller to where is she? "We shall come to her. So there was no gee-gee to look at in the country to-night?" Lord Holme burst into a roar of laughter.
She wasn't a pleasant old woman, and she had not a very good reputation, but her husband had worked with Laycock's father, and he had been kind to her on several occasions when she had been in trouble. So she had "stuck up for Bill Laycock," and her partisanship had become warmer from opposition.
Soon Captain Laycock came in, and after a little more talk, during which I could see that he and my new acquaintance were on the best of terms, the latter went out, expressing a hope I should stay to tea, which I thought exceedingly kind of him, but scarcely necessary, as I was Captain Laycock's guest.
"Dear boy, you told me to. But why?" "Why what?" "Why are you so anxious to be free for the first?" "Well, it's Miss Schley's debut at the British. Everyone's goin' and Laycock says " "I'm not very interested in Mr. Laycock's aphorisms, Fritz. I prefer yours, I truly do." "Oh, well, I'm as good as Laycock, I know. Still " "You're a thousand times better.
Leo's trumpet, all the while nearly deafened by Fritz's demonstrations, which even outran Mr. Laycock's. When at last they died away she said to Leo: "We are going on to the Elwyns. Shall you be there?" He stood over her, while Mrs. Ulford watched him, drooping her head sideways. "Yes." "We can talk it all over quietly. Fritz!" "What's that about the Elwyns?" said Lord Holme. "I was telling Mr.
The rector was a magistrate; and she went to him with her tale, and he saw at once the importance of her information. He posted the men who watched Laycock's house; they saw Bingley leave it, and when he was about a mile from Hallam they arrested him, and took him to Leeds. Laycock's arrest had followed as early as a warrant could be obtained. He sent at once for Mr.
She's a good lass enough, but good 'uns mak' as much trouble as t' bad 'uns sometimes, I think. It's Jonathan's daughter, Mary. She's ta'en Ben's fancy, and she's ta'en Bill Laycock's fancy, too. T' lass likes my Ben, and Clough he liked Laycock; for Laycock is t' blacksmith now, and owns t' forge, and t' house behind it. My Ben is nobbut Clough's overlooker."
For some unknown reason I imagined him to be a Major in a cavalry regiment, no doubt attached to the Staff, and when, after rubbing his eyes, he at length opened the window, I apologized perfunctorily for having disturbed him, adding that I was acting on Captain Laycock's suggestion in coming there.
Just at dusk she saw Bingley leave the mill and steal away among the alders that lined the stream. She suspected where he was going, and, by a shorter route, reached a field opposite Laycock's house, and, from behind the hedge, saw Bingley push aside the cellar window and crawl in. He had tried the door first, but it was just at this hour Laycock was in the ale-house.
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