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One day she wrote of a Government appointment her husband had received, ending the letter: 'So there is the end of our troubles. Her friend rejoiced, and afterward looking back at her satisfaction, saw the dire beginning of them. Lord Dannisburgh's name, as one of the admirers of Mrs. Warwick, was dropped once or twice by Sir Lukin.
He looked upon one that came whirling up to him on a young officer's arm and swept off into the crowd of tops, for a considerable while before he put his customary question. She was returning on the spin when he said, 'Who is she? Sir Lukin did not know. 'She 's a new bird; she nodded to my wife; I'll ask. He manoeuvred a few steps cleverly to where his wife reposed.
'He must be mad, she said, compelled to disburden herself in a congenial atmosphere; which, however, she infrigidated by her overflow of exclamatory wonderment a curtain that shook voluminous folds, luring Redworth to dreams of the treasure forfeited. He became rigidly practical. 'Provision will have to be made for her. Lukin must see Mr. Warwick.
Both gentlemen were grave, believing their knowledge in the subterranean world of a wealthy city to give them a positive cognizance of female humanity; and the substance of Colonel Launay's communication had its impressiveness for them. 'Well, it's a turn right-about-face for me, said Sir Lukin. 'What a world we live in!
Diana and Emma delighted to discover that they were each the rebel of their earlier and less experienced years; each a member of the malcontent minor faction, the salt of earth, to whom their salt must serve for nourishment, as they admitted, relishing it determinedly, not without gratification. Sir Lukin was busy upon his estate in Scotland.
Her taste was delicate; she had the sensitiveness of an invalid: twice she read the stalking advertizement of the attractions of Copsley, and hearing Diana call it 'the plush of speech, she shuddered; she decided that a place where her husband's family had lived ought not to stand forth meretriciously spangled and daubed, like a show-booth at a fair, for a bait; though the grandiloquent man of advertizing letters assured Sir Lukin that a public agape for the big and gaudy mouthful is in no milder way to be caught; as it is apparently the case.
Evidently he had railways on the brain, and Sir Lukin warned his wife to be guarded against the speculative mania, and advise the man, if she could. On the Saturday of his appointment Redworth arrived at Copsley, with a shade deeper of the calculating look under his thick brows, habitual to him latterly.
Oh! good! good! cried Sir Lukin, clapping to it, while the long-hit-off ran spinning his legs into one for an impossible catch; and the batsmen were running and stretching bats, and the ball flying away, flying back, and others after it, and still the batsmen running, till it seemed that the ball had escaped control and was leading the fielders on a coltish innings of its own, defiant of bowlers.
She blessed it, and liked the youth the better. During the stay of Mr. Arthur Rhodes at Copsley, Sir Lukin came on a visit to his wife. He mentioned reports in the scandal-papers: one, that Mr. P. D. would shortly lead to the altar the lovely heiress Miss A., Percy Dacier and Constance Asper: another, that a reconciliation was to be expected between the beautiful authoress Mrs. W. and her husband.
'A wheatsheaf of contention for the bread of wind, said Diana, thinking of foolish Sir Lukin; thoughtless of talking to a gossip. She would have shot a lighter dart, had she meant it to fly and fix.
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