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In the shadow of the trees she stood a moment, her hands clasped on her breast, recalling Marsham's words of love and comfort, resting on him, reaching out through him to the Power behind the world, which spoke surely through this loveliness of the night, this joy in the soul! And yet, her mood, her outlook like Marsham's was no longer what it had been on the hill-side.
But there's the big estate and his mother's money and the collieries." "The Vicar tells me the colliers are discontented all through the district and there may be a big strike " "Yes, perhaps in the autumn, when the three years' agreement comes to an end not yet. Marsham's vote will run down heavily in the mining villages, but it'll serve this time. They won't put the other man in." Mrs.
The incident had awakened a peculiarly strong feeling in the elder man, because during the early days of the recess he had written a series of letters to Marsham on the disputed matters that were dividing the party; letters intended not only to recall Marsham's own allegiance, but through him to reach two of the leading dissidents Lankester and Barton in particular, for whom he felt a strong personal respect and regard.
Marsham's eyes flew to Diana, who was in black, with a white veil.
Diana extricated herself with as much dignity as she could muster, but she was too young to take the matter philosophically. She went up-stairs burning with anger, the tears of hurt feeling in her eyes. It seemed to her that Mrs. Fotheringham's attack implied a personal dislike; Mr. Marsham's sister had been glad to "take it out of her."
The friendship between him and Chide appeared to be very close, yet not a little surprising. They were old comrades in Parliament, and Chide was in the main a whole-hearted supporter of Ferrier's policy and views; resenting in particular, as Diana soon discovered, Marsham's change of attitude. But the two men had hardly anything else in common.
She plucked at the heather beside her, trying for composure. "He would have been so glad of a son so glad " And then, by contrast with her own happiness, the piteous memory of her father overcame her; and she cried a little, hiding her eyes against Marsham's shoulder. "There!" she said, at last, withdrawing herself, and brushing the tears away. "That's all that's done with except in one's heart.
Lady Glencora felt that Mrs Marsham was her Cerberus, and she was heartily resolved that if she was to be kept in the proper line at all, she would not be so kept by Mrs Marsham. Alice rose and accepted Mrs Marsham's salutation quite as coldly as it had been given, and from that time forward those two ladies were enemies.
Marsham's sister dressed with severity; and as she approached her cousin she put up her eye-glass for what was evidently a hostile inspection of the dazzling effect presented by the young lady. But Alicia was not afraid of Mrs. Fotheringham. "How early we are!" she said, still quietly looking at the reflection of herself in the mirror over the mantel-piece and warming a slender foot at the fire.
Sir James sat smoking in silence. He listened to Ferrier's praises of Miss Mallory, to his generous appreciation of Marsham's future, to his speculations as to what Lady Lucy would do for her son, upon his marriage, or as to the part which a creature so brilliant and so winning as Diana might be expected to play in London and in political life. Sir James said little or nothing.
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