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Lecount could trust in her own powers of dissimulation, and in the results which they might achieve. In any event, she determined to run the risk. Of the three chances in her favor on which she had reckoned at the outset of the struggle the chance of entrapping Magdalen by word of mouth, the chance of entrapping her by the help of her friends, and the chance of entrapping her by means of Mrs.
Before nine o'clock they were all back again at North Shingles. The ladies went at once into the house. Noel Vanstone remained with Captain Wragge in the garden. "Well," said the captain, "what do you think now of Mrs. Lecount?" "Damn Lecount!" replied Noel Vanstone, in great agitation. "I'm half inclined to agree with you. I'm half inclined to think my infernal housekeeper is mad."
I have only one favor to ask. I beg Mr. Noel Vanstone, for his own sake, to hear what I have to say to him." "You understand, sir?" observed Mrs. Lecount. "It appears that Miss Garth has some serious warning to give you. She says you are to hear her, for your own sake." Mr. Noel Vanstone's fair complexion suddenly turned white. He put away the plate of strawberries among his father's bargains.
I should have frightened Miss Garth by false reports about you, to begin with, and then I should have asked for personal particulars, to help a benevolent stranger in restoring you to your friends." The angry glitter flashed up instantly in Magdalen's eyes. "What you would have done is what Mrs. Lecount has done," she said, indignantly.
"I mention the circumstance, as you may be better able than I am to find a clew to it, and as it may possibly be of a nature to induce you to hasten your journey. "Your faithful servant, From Mrs. Lecount to Mr. de Bleriot. "November 1st. "DEAR SIR One line to say that your letter has just reached me at my lodging in London. I think I know who sent the strange man to inquire at Allonby.
"What should you say to a thousand pounds?" Mrs. Lecount rose from her chair, and looked him full in the face, with the majestic indignation of an outraged woman. "After the service I have rendered you to-day, Mr. Noel," she said, "I have at least earned a claim on your respect, if I have earned nothing more. I wish you good-morning."
Mrs. Wragge's meek snoring deepened in tone; the evening wore on drearily; it was close on eight o'clock when an event happened at last. The street door opposite opened for the first time, and a woman appeared on the threshold. Was the woman Mrs. Lecount? No. As she came nearer, her dress showed her to be a servant.
As the wedding-party entered the church, the haunting terror of Mrs. Lecount spread from Noel Vanstone to the captain. For the first few minutes, the eyes of both of them looked among the women in the pews with the same searching scrutiny, and looked away again with the same sense of relief. The clergyman noticed that look, and investigated the License more closely than usual.
Let us take up my instructions again at the point where we dropped them. Give me five minutes' more attention, and you will see your way to your marriage as plainly as I see it. On the day after to-morrow you declare you are tired of Aldborough, and Mrs. Lecount suggests St. Crux.
He remembered a certain warm and comfortable mixture of wine, eggs, sugar, and spices, which she had often been accustomed to make for him in former times, and which he thought he should relish exceedingly before he went to bed. Mrs. Lecount helped him on with his dressing-gown then went down-stairs again to make his warm drink for him at the parlor fire.
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