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But for my part I have never seen any one in the least like it, and I think I am sure that you have not." "It reminds me " said Egremont musingly. "Of what you have dreamed," said Lady Marney. "Perhaps so," said Egremont; "indeed I think it must have been a dream."
"And yet," said Lady Marney, "I would just as soon be married for my money as my face." Soon after this there was a stir in the saloons; a murmur, the ingress of many gentlemen: among others Lord Valentine, Lord Milford, Mr Egerton, Mr Berners, Lord Fitz-Heron, Mr Jermyn.
We dined at the Duke of Fitz-Aquitaine's, and all our cavaliers vanished. They talk of an early division." "I really wish all these divisions were over," said Lady Marney. "They are very anti-social. Ah! here is Lady de Mowbray." Alfred Mountchesney hovered round Lady Joan Fitz-Warene, who was gratified by the devotion of the Cupid of May Fair.
I knew no better resource with respect to subsistence than that I had employed in the former instance, of seeking some third person to stand between me and the disposal of my industry. I might find an individual ready to undertake this office in my behalf; but where should I find the benevolent soul of Mrs. Marney? The person I fixed upon was a Mr.
The two men joined the beautiful maiden; and the three quitted the abbey grounds together without another word, and pursued their way to the railway station. "I have seen the tomb of the last abbot of Marney, and I marked your name on the stone, my father," said the maiden. "You must regain our lands for us, Stephen," she added to the younger man.
Captain Grouse was never more wanted; he would have amused Lord Marney, relieved his wife and brother, reported all that had been said and done in their neighbourhood during their absence, introduced a new tone, and effected a happy diversion.
"I dare say you do," said Lord Marney, filling his glass and looking very black; "you would like, I have no doubt, to see a fine gentleman-saint, like your friend Mr St Lys, at Marney, preaching in cottages, filling the people with discontent, lecturing me about low wages, soliciting plots of grounds for new churches, and inveigling Arabella into subscriptions to painted windows."
So the idea died away; and the living having become vacant at this moment, instead of a bishop, Mowbray received a humble vicar in the shape of Aubrey St Lys, who came among a hundred thousand heathens to preach "the Unknown God." "And how do you find the people about you, Marney?" said Lord de Mowbray seating himself on a sofa by his guest.
"No," said Lady Bardolf shaking his head, "they make their first appearance at Deloraine House. We meet there on Thursday I know." "Well, I must say," said Lady St Julians, "that I am curious to see her." "Lord Valentine met them last year at Naples." "And what does he say of her." "Oh! he raves!" "What a romantic history! And what a fortunate man is Lord Marney.
"Had it not been for the railway, we should never have made our visit to Marney Abbey," said the elder of the travellers. "Nor seen its last abbot's tomb," said the Religious. "When I marked your name upon the stone, my father; woe is me, but I felt sad indeed, that it was reserved for our blood to surrender to ruthless men that holy trust." "He never surrendered," said her father.
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