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There will be a host of our friends here soon to deliver us, so thou had'st best beware of what thou do'st." Simon scowled darkly, but Manners's threat had its effect, and he restrained his temper. "I care not," he replied, "so long as Sir Henry be here. I shall but obey my instructions nor more nor less." "And what are they?" "You shall find that out for yourself in good time."
Manners nor Miss Dorothy knew aught of this state of affairs. "Mr. Richard," he said earnestly, as he bade me good-by, "I kennt Mr. Manners's mind when he lea'd here. There was a laird in't, sir, an' a fortune. An' unless these come soon, I'm thinking I can spae th' en'." In truth, a much greater fool than McAndrews might have predicted that end.
That fustian, insincerity, was certainly not one of his faults. "I care not who knows it. To pass her chariot is to have your heart stolen, and you must needs run after and beg mercy. But, ladies," he added, his eye twinkling; "having seen the women of your colony, I marvel no longer at Miss Manners's beauty." He set us all a-laughing. "I fear you were not born a diplomat, sir," says Patty.
Carvel, but a feeling I took no pains to define compelled me to withhold an account of Mr. Manners's conduct. And I refrained from telling him that I was in a debtor's prison. For I believe the thought of a Carvel in a debtor's prison would have killed him. Just then a thought struck me with such force that I got up with a cheer and hit the astonished captain between the shoulders.
That fustian, insincerity, was certainly not one of his faults. "I care not who knows it. To pass her chariot is to have your heart stolen, and you must needs run after and beg mercy. But, ladies," he added, his eye twinkling; "having seen the women of your colony, I marvel no longer at Miss Manners's beauty." He set us all a-laughing. "I fear you were not born a diplomat, sir," says Patty.
She sighed, and kissed me. And I felt at last that I had come home after many wanderings. We sat down, mother and daughter on the sofa with their fingers locked. She did not speak of Mr. Manners's conduct, or of my stay in the sponging-house. And for this I was thankful. "I have had a letter from Mr. Lloyd, Richard," she said. "And my grandfather?" I faltered, a thickness in my throat.
Dolly was in glowing pink, as I loved best to see her, and looked divine. Comyn and I were in Mr. Manners's coach. The evening was fine and warm, and my lady in very lively spirits. As we rattled over Westminster Bridge, the music of the Vauxhall band came "throbbing through the still night," and the sky was bright with the reflection of the lights.
Manners," and with a sly look at my grandfather, "Ilka day we hae some sic whigmeleery." I think Mr. Carvel was not ill pleased with the feat, or with Mr. Marmaduke's way of taking it. For afterwards I overheard him telling the story to Colonel Lloyd, and both gentlemen laughing over Mr. Manners's discomfiture.
'My face is as well known here as Lord Manners's. Every one says, 'How are you, Dick? 'How goes it, Power? But except Holmes, that said one morning as he passed me, 'Eh, always busy? no one alludes to the possibility of my having anything to do. "'If I could only get a footing, thought I, 'Lord, how I'd astonish them! As the song says:
You have been leal and true to me indeed, and many a black hour have you tided me over since this war' began. Do you know how she may be directed to?" he concluded, with abruptness. I glanced at him, surprised at the question. He was staring at the English shore. "Mr. Ripley, of Lincoln's Inn, used to be Mr. Manners's lawyer," I answered.
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