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Bower turned on Millicent like an angry bull. "You have chosen your own method," he growled. "Very well. You shall pay for it." Her venom was such that she was by no means disturbed by his threat. "The other man the American who brought her here seems to have bested you throughout," she taunted him. He drew himself up with a certain dignity.
As soon as he had taunted his adversaries into a passion, he found the weak joints in their armor. He was surprised now that Millicent should laugh. If she was acting, she was acting well. "It is too funny for words to see you playing the trustful swain," she said. "One necessarily believes the best of one's future wife." "So you still keep up that pretense?
It was during my last visit, after an absence of some months from that part of the country, that one evening on coming in I was told by her mother that Millicent had gone for the milk, and that I would have to wait for my tea till she came back.
If Mrs Jane will not listen to reason, madam, I beg you to hear me when I tell you what I have heard." The solemnity of Millicent's tones was something awful. Mrs Jane, however, was so misguided as to laugh again; but her mother said, in a half-alarmed tone, "Well, Millicent, what is it? You speak of the new man, Jackson, I suppose?"
Among others, it was a strange thing that Jocelyn felt no surprise at meeting the name of Millicent Chyne on the lips of another man. Women understand these things better than we do. They understand each other, and they seem to have a practical way of accepting human nature as it is which we never learn to apply to our fellowmen.
Nevertheless, Millicent would soon be loose in the world, and at the best Leonora could only stand in the background, ready for emergency. At Euston they were not surprised to see Harry. The young man was more dandiacal and correct than ever, and he could cut a figure on the platform; but Leonora observed the pallor of his thin cheeks and the watery redness of his eyes.
"I am sure I have no reason to grumble, father," Mark said heartily. "Of course it came upon me at first as a surprise that Millicent was the heiress here, and it flashed through my mind for the moment that the best thing would be to take a commission in the army, or to follow my uncle's example, and get a cadetship in the Company's service.
Lady Cantourne raised her eyebrows slightly, but made no spoken comment. "I think," she said, after a little pause, "that Millicent ought to write too." Millicent shuddered prettily. She was dimly conscious that her handwriting of an exaggerated size, executed with a special broad-pointed pen purchasable in only one shop in Regent Street was not likely to meet with his approval.
The Commonwealth had in a manner condoned what had been done in the service of King Charles, but it regarded as treason the espousing the cause of his son; and it was possible that the charge on the Wardour estates might be refused to Millicent should she unite herself with one who was esteemed a rebel.
Savine, removing her spectacles, wiped both them and her eyes as she remarked: "I hope the Almighty will forgive a meddlesome old woman for interfering, knowing she means well." Henry Leslie did not return home at noon on the day following the altercation with his wife. Millicent had an ugly temper, but she would cool down if he gave her time, he said to himself.
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