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Leyburn's passions, and a tea party always gratified them to the full. 'Mamma asks as if really she wanted an answer, remarked Agnes drily. 'Dear mother, can't you by now make up a tea party at the Thornburghs out of your head? 'The Seatons? inquired Mrs. Leyburn. 'Mrs. Seaton and Miss Barks, replied Rose. 'The rector won't come.
Aunt Charlotte knows all the world and his wife. And if I'm there, and Miss Leyburn will let me make friends with her, why, you know, I can just protect her a little from Aunt Charlotte! The little laughing face bent forward again; Robert, smiling, raised his hat, and the ponies whirled her off. In anybody else Elsmere would have thought all this effusion insincere or patronising.
'I am afraid Miss Leyburn will find me a very bad partner. 'Well, now then! said Flaxman; 'Miss Leyburn, will you please go down into the library while we settle what you are to do? She went, and he held the door open for her. But she passed out unconscious of him rosy, confused, her eyes bent on the ground.
And if Rose were troublesome, why, you know it might be a good thing a very good thing if there were a man to take her in hand! 'And you, mother, without me? cried poor Catherine, choked. 'Oh, I should come and see you, said Mrs. Leyburn, brightening. 'They say it is such a nice house, Catherine, and such pretty country; and I'm sure I should like his mother, though she is Irish!
And then to see those three delicately brought-up children going in and out of the parlour where old Leyburn used to sit smoking and drinking; and Dick Leyburn walking about in a white tie, and the same men touching their hats to him who had belaboured him when he was a boy at the village school it was queer. 'A curious little bit of social history, said Elsmere.
'There is some one with Catherine! cried Rose starting up. Agnes suspended her letter. 'Perhaps the vicar, said Mrs. Leyburn, with a little sigh. A hand turned the drawing-room door, and in the door-way stood Elsmere. Rose caught a gray dress disappearing up the little stairs behind him. Elsmere's look was enough for the two girls. They understood in an instant. Rose flushed all over.
Leyburn, looked up at her with a pathetic mixture of helplessness, alarm, entreaty. 'Mother, who hag been talking to you about Mr. Elsmere and me? demanded Catherine. 'Oh, never mind, dear, never mind, said the widow hastily; 'I should have seen it myself oh, I know I should; but I'm a bad mother, Catherine! and she caught her daughter's dress and drew her toward her. Do you care for him?
'I'm not a Leyburn; I wear æsthetic dresses, and Aunt Ellen has "special leadings of the spirit" to the effect that the violin is a soul-destroying instrument. Oh dear! and the girl's mouth twisted 'it's alarming to think, if Catherine hadn't been Catherine, how like Aunt Ellen she might have been!
'Miss Leyburn, what have you been doing? 'Rose had forgotten her cloak, she said, briefly; 'she has a very thin dress on, and she is the only one of us that takes cold easily. 'You must take my mackintosh, he said at once. She laughed in his face. 'As if I should do anything of the sort! 'You must, he said, quietly stripping it off.
After a few seconds he left her, took his hat, went out, saddled his horse, and rode off to Whinborough. He got Dr. Baker to promise to come over on the morrow, and on his way back he called and requested to see Catherine Leyburn. He stammeringly asked her to come and visit his daughter who was ill and lonesome; and when she consented gladly, he went on his way feeling a load off his mind.
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