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"You seem to forget, Lecount, that the man wants money." "Money which you offer him, sir," rejoined Mrs. Lecount; "but as your thoughts have already anticipated money which you don't give him. No! no! you say to this man: 'Hold out your hand, sir; and when he has held it, you give him a smack for his pains, and put your own hand back in your pocket. I am so glad to see you laughing, Mr.
The tone of the answer he had just given, and the attitude he assumed at the table, convinced Mrs. Lecount that Spanish wine and Scotch mutton had done their duty, and had rallied his sinking courage. "I will put the question to you for form's sake, sir, if you wish it," she proceeded. "But I am already certain, without any question at all, that you have made your will?"
The door was opened by the same woman-servant whom she had followed on the previous evening to the stationer's shop. Lecount. "Mrs. Lecount has gone out, ma'am," said the servant. "Is Mr. Vanstone at home?" asked Magdalen, her resolution asserting itself at once against the first obstacle that opposed it. "My master is not up yet, ma'am." Another check!
What is your breakfast-hour?" "Half-past nine." "Is Mrs. Lecount an early riser?" "No. Lecount is lazy in the morning. I hate lazy women! If you were in my place, what should you say to her?" "I should say nothing," replied Captain Wragge. "I should return at once by the back way; I should let Mrs.
"I am sorry to hear it, sir. I felt hurt by Mr. Bygrave's rude reception of me, but I was not aware that my judgment was prejudiced by it. Perhaps he received you, sir, with a warmer welcome?" "He received me like a gentleman that is all I think it necessary to say, Lecount he received me like a gentleman." This answer satisfied Mrs. Lecount on the one doubtful point that had perplexed her.
When he opened them again Captain Wragge had passed through the garden gate and was on his way back to North Shingles. As soon as his own door had closed on him, Mrs. Lecount descended from the post of observation which the captain had rightly suspected her of occupying, and addressed the inquiry to her master which the captain had rightly foreseen would follow his departure.
Your wife is away, and I am here to take care of you. Say to yourself, if you feel frightened, 'Lecount is here; Lecount will take care of me. The truth must be told, sir, however hard to bear the truth may be. Miss Magdalen Vanstone was the woman who came to you in disguise; and the woman who came to you in disguise is the woman you have married.
The dress dropped from his hands, and the deadly bluish pallor which every doctor who attended him had warned his housekeeper to dread overspread his face slowly. Mrs. Lecount had not reckoned on such an answer to her question as she now saw in his cheeks. She hurried round to him, with the smelling-bottle in her hand.
But I never suspected Norah. If I lay on my death-bed at this moment I could say with a safe conscience I never suspected Norah. "So I went this morning to Westmor eland House to ask you for my sister's address, and to acknowledge plainly that I suspected you of being again in correspondence with Mrs. Lecount.
"Will you go indoors, sir, and rest?" asked the housekeeper, repeating her quest ion. "Not yet, Lecount," said her master. "I fancy I feel stronger; I fancy I can go on a little." He turned simpering to Magdalen, and added, in a lower tone: "I have found a new interest in my walk, Miss Bygrave. Don't desert us, or you will take the interest away with you."
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