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"Certainly," said Lord Fawn, as he put a spoonful of egg into his mouth; "certainly." "And Miss Macnulty?" "No; I don't see that at all. I'm not going to marry Miss Macnulty. The child, of course, must be one of us." "And what is the income, Frederic?" "Four thousand a year. Something more, nominally, but four thousand to spend." "You are sure about that?" "Quite sure." "And for ever?"
You've got to remember that you're due elsewhere; eh, old fellow?" This was the first word that Herriot had said on the subject, and to that word Frank Greystock made no answer. But it had its effect, as also did the gloomy looks of Miss Macnulty, and the not unobserved presence of Mr. Andy Gowran on various occasions.
Certainly Miss Macnulty had fallen into a profession for which she was not suited. Lady Eustace Procures a Pony for the Use of Her Cousin Lady Eustace could make nothing of Miss Macnulty in the way of sympathy, and could not bear her disappointment with patience. It was hardly to be expected that she should do so. She paid a great deal for Miss Macnulty.
Carbuncle had certainly heard that there was a Mrs. Emilius. Lucinda was sure that there was not, an assurance which might have been derived from a certain eagerness in the reverend gentleman's demeanour to herself on a former occasion. To Lizzie, who at present was very good-natured, the idea of Miss Macnulty having a lover, whether he were a married man or not, was very delightful.
Then, absolutely shaking with fear of the approaching evil, she took her seat in the largest drawing-room. There was still a little delay. Time was given to Frank Greystock to get away, and to do so without meeting Lady Linlithgow in the passage. The message was conveyed by Miss Macnulty to the servant, and the same servant opened the front door for Frank before he delivered it.
"All ladies like them, I suppose," said that stupidest and most stubborn of all humble friends, Miss Macnulty. "I don't like them at all, and you know I don't. I hate them. They have been the misery of my life. Oh, how they have tormented me! Even when I am asleep I dream about them, and think that people steal them. They have never given me one moment's happiness.
Frank spread the necklace on the table, and stood up to look at it, while Miss Macnulty came and gazed at the jewels over his shoulder. "And that is worth ten thousand pounds," said he. "So people say." "And your husband gave it you just as another man gives a trinket that costs ten shillings!" "Just as Lucy Morris gave you that ring." He smiled, but took no other notice of the accusation.
To lie readily and cleverly, recklessly and yet successfully, was, according to the lessons which she had learned, a necessity in woman and an added grace in man. There was that wretched Macnulty, who would never lie; and what was the result? She was unfit even for the poor condition of life which she pretended to fill. When poor Macnulty had heard that Mr.
I shall get another place as a governess somewhere, and that will suit me best." "Because of the money, you mean." "Well; that in part." "I mean to pay you something," said the countess, opening her pocket-book, and fumbling for two bank-notes which she had deposited there. "Oh, dear, no. I haven't earned anything." "I always gave Macnulty something, and she was not near so nice as you."
He did promise me when he was here that he would write to me occasionally, but I suppose that the increasing duties of his position have rendered that impossible." Frank, who had no idea of the extent of the preacher's ambition, assured Miss Macnulty that among his multifarious clerical labours it was out of the question that Mr. Emilius should find time to write letters.
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