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He's an authority upon our mediaeval institutions, and if he weren't forced to earn his living he would write a book that very much wants writing " "He is not well off, then?" Mrs. Milvain interposed. "Hasn't a penny, I'm afraid, and a family more or less dependent on him." "A mother and sisters? His father is dead?" "Yes, his father died some years ago," said Mr.
Fixed in his antipathy to the young man, he would not allow himself to admit any but a base motive on Milvain's side, if, indeed, Marian and Jasper were more to each other than slight acquaintances; and he persuaded himself that anxiety for the girl's welfare was at least as strong a motive with him as mere prejudice against the ally of Fadge, and, it might be, the reviewer of 'English Prose. Milvain was quite capable of playing fast and loose with a girl, and Marian, owing to the peculiar circumstances of her position, would easily be misled by the pretence of a clever speculator.
To no one could she make known the aching sadness of her heart, the dreariness of life as it lay before her. That beginning of half-confidence between her and her mother had led to nothing. Mrs Yule found no second opportunity of speaking to her husband about Jasper Milvain, and purposely she refrained from any further hint or question to Marian. Everything must go on as hitherto.
I really don't know how I should get on if I couldn't look in of an evening now and then. I have got so much into the habit of it. And I'm a lonely beggar, you know. I don't go into society, and really He broke off, and Jasper began to speak of other things. When Milvain re-entered the house, Dora had gone to her own sitting-room. It was not quite ten o'clock.
Mr and Mrs Milvain are entertaining a small and select party of friends at dinner.
Milvain interposed, rather resenting the waste of time involved in talking about fictitious people when you might be talking about real people. "But you wouldn't remember him, Katharine." "Mr. Lavington? Oh, yes, I do," said Katharine, waking from other thoughts with her little start. "The summer we had a house near Tenby.
Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She's been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying " "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you're in love with Cassandra, and that you don't care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked.
You say that it gladdens you to think Edwin will not be forgotten, and I am very sure that the friendly office you have so admirably performed will in itself reward you more than any poor expression of gratitude from me. I write hurriedly, anxious to let you hear as soon as possible. 'Believe me, dear Mr Milvain, 'Yours sincerely, Marian was at work as usual in the Reading-room.
Amy spoke very often of the article called 'Typical Readers, and her interest in its author was freely manifested. Whenever a mention of Jasper came under her notice she read it Out to her husband. Reardon smiled and appeared glad, but he did not care to discuss Milvain with the same frankness as formerly.
Three weeks after her return from the country which took place a week later than that of Jasper Milvain Marian Yule was working one afternoon at her usual place in the Museum Reading-room. It was three o'clock, and with the interval of half an hour at midday, when she went away for a cup of tea and a sandwich, she had been closely occupied since half-past nine.
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