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Updated: June 12, 2025
Was that woman, that troublesome, excitable woman, whose knowledge had been for years the terror of three lives was she alive still? Ralph Fox-Wilton had originally made it well worth her while to go to the States. That was in the days when he was prepared to pay anything. Then for years she had received an allowance, which, however, Meynell believed had stopped sometime before Sir Ralph's death.
As the Rector approached the cottage of which he was in search the clouds lightened in the east, and a pale moonshine, suffusing the dusk, showed in the far distance beyond the village, the hills of Fitton Chase, rounded, heathy hills, crowned by giant firs. Meynell looked at them with longing, and a sudden realization of his own weariness.
Men who had again and again watched great causes break down for want of the incommunicable something which humanity exacts from its leaders felt with a quiet and confident gladness that in Meynell they had got the man they wanted, the efficacious, indispensable man. And now suddenly incredible things began to be said.
The two people walking through the ferny paths leading to the cottage of Forked Pond were not, however, paying much attention to the landscape round them. Meynell showed himself at first preoccupied and silent.
Flaxman's smile, however, was almost immediately drowned in a real concern. She clasped her hands, excitedly. "Oh! my poor Catharine! What would she what would she say?" Meynell and his companion had taken a footpath winding gently down hill and in a northwest direction across one of the most beautiful parks in England.
Meynell looked up quickly. "Except the mind that dies for an idea!" Yet the encounter had left them friends; and the two men had been associated not long afterward in a heroic attempt to stop some dangerous rioting arising out of a strike in one of the larger collieries. Meynell watched the young figure of Fenton approaching through the bands of light and shadow in the great nave.
"We shall all be saying it in Parliament presently Good heavens! Well, I shall look into the court to-morrow, if I can possibly find an hour, and hear Meynell fire away." "As Home Secretary, you may get in!" laughed Flaxman "on no other terms. There isn't a seat to be had there hasn't been for weeks." The trial came on.
What interest have you in the Meynells?" "Well, my dear, I have my reasons, but they in no manner concern Mr. Sheldon or his family; and I must beg you to be careful not to mention the subject in your conversation with those worthy people. I want to know all about this Meynell family.
In that way he would shake off his creditors, and the Scotch woman together; and Meynell would know better than to interfere. Suddenly a light figure came fluttering round the corner of the road leading to the chateau and the town. Philip turned and went to meet her. And as he approached her he was shaken afresh by the excitement of her presence, in addition to his more sordid preoccupation.
With an involuntary shudder they pressed for a moment closer together. At the same time a servant ushered a tall, strange gentleman into the garden, "Mr Henry Meynell," he announced, and then withdrew. The kinsman received a cordial greeting, and, of course, an invitation to remain that day, which was accepted.
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