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Now he heard someone running up the stairs outside, a servant probably, for the sound suddenly ceased and was followed by a laugh as though two servants had met on the stairs and were exchanging words. One could not imagine any of that terrible family running up the stairs lightly or laughing. Then after another minute or two the door opened and the Duke of Melford entered.
I want to save her for a while from the wild rush of dressing, driving, dining, dancing, that has swept away all my girls sooner or later. Look here: the mothers are flocking round her already." She began to take the cards out of the dish and read the names: "Lady Mary Vincent, 23 Waldegrave Crescent; she is a sister of that Lord Melford who ran such a rig years ago. Her boys are still at Eton.
"None of your Rommany chies, young fellow," said the tall girl, looking more menacingly than before and clenching her fist, "you had better be civil, I am none of your chies; and though I keep company with gypsies, or, to speak more proper, half and halfs, I would have you to know that I come of Christian blood and parents, and was born in the great house of Long Melford."
Simms has arrived, your grace." The Duke of Melford rose from his chair. "One moment," said he to Jones. He left the room closing the door. Jones tipped the ash of his cigar into a jardinière near by. He was astonished and a bit disturbed by the cool manner in which his wonderful confession had been received. "Can it be they are laying low and sending for the police?" thought he.
"Thanks," said he, "but I think I'll be getting back. I want a walk. You'll find me at Carlton House Terrace where we can finish up this business. It's a weight off my mind now everything is over whew! I can tell you I'm hungry for the States." He rose and took his hat which he had placed on the floor, nodded to the Duke of Melford and turned to the door. Simms was standing in front of the door.
It is all of a piece with Coggeshall Church, and with all those other spacious East Anglian churches, Lavenham, Long Melford, Thaxted, Saffron Walden, Lynn, Snettisham, lofty and spacious, which the clothiers built out of their newly won wealth.
I can't say what Melford knew of me, but the most I knew of Melford was his particular brand of nightmare." Wanhope gave the first sign of his interest in the matter. He took his cigar from his lips, and softly emitted an "Ah!" Rulledge went further and interrogatively repeated the word "Nightmare?" "Nightmare," the stranger continued, firmly.
Jones told, and Hoover listened and when the tale was over, at the end of a quarter of an hour or so, Jones scarcely believed it himself. It sounded crazy. Much more crazy than when he had told it to the Duke of Melford and the reason of this difference was Hoover.
'But she is an extremely fast hunter, and very thorough at a fence. "'Do you know Ferguson's Macbeth? says the young chap. "'I ought to, says Brown. 'We imported Macbeth and Mr. Ferguson bought him from me. "The young chap studies a minute. "'I might as well tell you that I want a hunter to beat Macbeth for the Melford Cup, he says at last. "'Oh, oh! says Brown.
So when folks are disposed to ill-treat you, young man, say, "Lord have mercy upon me!" and then tip them Long Melford, to which, as the saying goes, there is nothing comparable for shortness all the world over; and these last words, young man, are the last you will ever have from her who is nevertheless, 'Your affectionate female servant, 'Isopel Berners.
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