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Not so his friend, Lord Doltimore, who has a little too much of the green-room lounge and French cafe manner for my taste." "Doltimore, Legard, names new to me; I never met them at the rectory." "Possibly they are staying at Admiral Legard's, in the neighbourhood. Miss Merton made their acquaintance at Knaresdean. A good old lady the most perfect Mrs.
Maltravers learned that Legard's income was one that required an economy which he feared that, in spite of all his reformation, Legard might not have the self-denial to enforce.
But the fact is, that we have been talking of a fair widow, the beauty of Austria, and as proud and as unassailable as Ehrenbreitstein itself. Legard's vanity is piqued; and so as a professed lady-killer he intends to see what can be effected by the handsomest Englishman of his time." Caroline laughed, and new claimants on her notice succeeded to Lord Devonport.
Lord Vargrave left us an hour or so since to call on you at Admiral Legard's: we buy our pleasure with his disappointment." "It is very unfortunate," said the admiral, a bluff, harsh-looking old gentleman; "but we were not aware, till we saw Mr. Merton, of the honour Lord Vargrave has done us. I can't think how we missed him on the road."
He had written to her once, lamenting his ill-fortune, trusting soon to be at Paris; and touching, with evident pleasure, upon Legard's departure for Vienna, which he had seen in the "Morning Post."
"Doltimore, I leave Knaresdean to-morrow; you go to London, I suppose? Will you take a little packet for me to the Home Office?" "Certainly, when I go; but I think of staying a few days with Legard's uncle the old admiral; he has a hunting-box in the neighbourhood, and has asked us both over."
"Vienna! do you think of going to Vienna?" cried Caroline. "Yes," said Legard. "I hate Paris; any place better than this odious city!" and he moved away. Evelyn's eyes followed him sadly and gravely. She remained by Lady Doltimore's side, abstracted and silent for several minutes. "Oh, it is a voluntary offer of Legard's, Lady Doltimore, believe me, I have used no persuasive arts.
He saw from the casement the carriage that was to bear away the bride to the home of another, the gay faces of the village group, whose intrusion was not forbidden, and to whom that solemn ceremonial was but a joyous pageant; and when he turned once more to those within the chamber, he felt his hand clasped in Legard's.
He found the former, who had not forgotten the cautions of Vargrave, at first cold and distant; but partly from the indolent habit of submitting to Legard's dictates on matters of taste, partly from a liking to his society, and principally from the popular suffrages of fashion, which had always been accorded to Legard, and which were nowadays diminished by the news of his accession of fortune, Lord Doltimore, weak and vain, speedily yielded to the influences of his old associate, and Legard became quietly installed as the enfant de la maison.
As you say, I ought to cultivate his acquaintance." "Fine character!" "Very!" said Legard, with energy, as he abruptly quitted the room. George Legard was an orphan. His father the admiral's elder brother had been a spendthrift man of fashion, with a tolerably large unentailed estate. He married a duke's daughter without a sixpence. Estates are troublesome, Mr. Legard's was sold.
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