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And who's going to pay any heed to William Roper?" "William Roper? Who is William Roper? What kind of a man is he?" said Olivia quickly. "He's an under-gamekeeper, m'lady, and the biggest little beast on the estate. Everybody hates William Roper," said Elizabeth with conviction. This was satisfactory as far as it went.
'I told Master Peter you would not be pleased, m'lady, said the nurse, who seemed to have taken a positive dislike to me, 'but he would bring the nasty brute home. 'He's not a nasty brute, mother. He's my dog, and his name's Fido. John ran over him in the car, and I brought him home to live with us. I love him. This seemed to make an impression. Peter's mother looked as if she were weakening.
"I'd get up at any hour, m'lady," Susan said eagerly. "I'm a light sleeper: and it would only be to throw on something in a hurry." She looked scared, as though her peace of mind was threatened, and Lady O'Gara felt a pity for such manifest nervousness. Susan would forget her terror presently as she got further and further away from the bad days. Obviously she was very nervous.
Divided into millionaires and mendicants, the poor man's son becomes feverish to make a showy fortune by fair means or by foul, while his daughter looks with envious eye upon m'lady, follows her fashions and too often apes her morals. The real life is supplanted by the artificial, and people are judged, not by what they are, but by what they have.
Dalmain was so well-known and so deservedly popular." "Oh, thank you, m'lady," said the efficient porter when he had ascertained, by a rapid glance into his palm, that Jane's half-crown was not a penny.
The room looked peculiarly cheery now, with the delicate white panelling of the wall glowing tinder the soft kiss of the flickering firelight and the steadier glow of the rose-shaded lamp. "Has the courier not arrived yet, Edwards?" asked Marguerite, fixing the impassive face of the well-drilled servant with her large purple-rimmed eyes. "Not yet, m'lady," he replied placidly.
Glad I was to have that gate between me and them and the strong padlock on it." "This lodge is perhaps a little lonely for you. It's a very quiet road. The people don't use it much. It runs down to a road where they think there's a ghost. You're not afraid of ghosts?" "No, m'lady. If but they'd keep the people from the road." "Ah! you will find the people friendly and kindly after a time.
She married Lord Southwater, and I'd have gone with her only I couldn't leave my Granny. She was failin', poor old soul!" She paused and again she heaved the deepest of sighs. "Beggin' your pardon, m'lady, for talkin' so much. You'd maybe take a look at the little place?" she said. Lady O'Gara turned aside. She was in no great hurry home and she was interested in Susan.
Elizabeth Twitcher, stirred somewhat out of her brooding on her own troubles by this trouble of her mistress, looked at her thoughtfully and said: "I shouldn't go, m'lady. It'll look as if you agreed with what his lordship said. And it's only William Roper as has been telling these lies. He asked to see his lordship about something very partic'ler before his lordship went out.
"This is a little awkward, Derek," she said suavely. "If you go to the police-station, you will miss your train." "I fancy, m'lady, it would be sufficient if Sir Derek were to dispatch me with a check for ten pounds." "Very well. Tell the policeman to wait a moment." "Very good, m'lady." Derek roused himself with an effort. His face was drawn and gloomy.
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