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Here for the first time he discovered the inconvenience of the novel interruption to his solitude, for the newspaper was missing from its accustomed place, and, on ringing to make inquiries, he was informed that Mr Melland had carried it off to the billiard-room.
Jack Melland left, too, so only one out of the four remains, and he is certain to be the heir." "You mean Mr Victor Druce?" Ruth started, raising a flushed, bewildered face. "Yes; but how, what do you know about him?" "Trix brought some of your letters to show us. His name was mentioned very often, Ruth. I had a presentiment that you two would be more than friends.
"It was very kind of you, Mr Melland very, very kind! You don't know how much pleasure it gave. I envy you for having had such a nice thought," said Ruth earnestly. For a wonder Mollie was silent, while Victor shrugged his shoulders, and cried, between a sneer and a laugh "You are a sly dog, Melland. I had no idea that you were such a devoted admirer of the redoubtable Mrs Thornton."
Ruth met no answering glance, for Jack Melland was frowningly regarding the carpet; but for the first time Mollie had a direct view of the eyes which were habitually hidden behind Victor Druce's thick eyelashes, and was surprised to find how bright and friendly was their expression. "Shall we investigate the conservatory?" he said at once, as if answering an unspoken appeal.
You are the nearest heir; you are a Farrell in name as well as appearance. You are not extravagant nor thoughtless like your sister. To Melland, as well as to myself, the result is a foregone conclusion. I would congratulate you on the spot if I could do so honestly.
My poor fineries would be a very weak inducement; but you will have to reckon with Uncle Bernard before you get away, and I don't think he will be easy to oppose." Jack Melland straightened himself, and his nostrils dilated in characteristic, high-spirited fashion. "When I make up my mind I never give way," he said slowly. Mollie tossed her head defiantly.
I fared no better than you, so my fellow-feeling made me sympathise with you, though I had no spirit to try again." Mollie laughed under her breath, the influence of her surroundings instinctively subduing the usual merry trill. This Mr Melland was an unexpectedly pleasant companion, now that his former gloom and irritability of manner had disappeared.
Don't call me `Miss Mary' please, it sounds far too quiet and proper for me. I am never called anything but Mollie, except when I overspend my allowance, and mother feels it her duty to scold me. Are you on the Stock Exchange, Mr Melland? What sort of business is it which you find so attractive?" "I am afraid you would not be much wiser if I tried to explain.
"So you say; but there is something even stronger than will, Mr Melland." "And that is " "Fate!" cried Mollie dramatically. The blue eyes and the brown met in a flashing glance; then the girl dropped a demure curtsey, and ran lightly upstairs. The shopping expedition was, by common consent, postponed until the middle of the following week, when Jack Melland would have taken his departure.
I shall have something to say to you, Mr Jack Melland, the first time that will of yours comes into opposition with my own. `One ought not deliberately to pamper selfishness. Delightful sentence! I must not forget it." In the drawing-room, after dinner, Mrs Thornton made herself agreeable to the two girls, and was evidently full of interest and curiosity.
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