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This was evidently the opinion of Mr Mountchesney from the first, and when an uncouth being on a white mule, attended by twenty or thirty miners, advanced to the castle and asked for Lord de Mowbray, Mr Mountchesney met them with kindness, saying that he regretted his father-in-law was absent, expressed his readiness to represent him, and enquired their pleasure.
The ten minutes had expired: the Bishop was still drinking ale, and Mr Mountchesney still making civil speeches and keeping his immediate attendants in humour. "I wish they would go," said Lady de Mowbray. "How wonderfully Alfred has managed them," said Lady Joan.
I am glad to hear it is not true about Mr Mountchesney." "If you could only help me, my dear Lady Firebrace, to put an end to that affair between Frederick and Lady Wallington. It is so silly, and getting talked about; and in his heart too he really loves Lady Joan; only he is scarcely aware of it himself." "We must manage it," said Lady Firebrace, with a look of encouraging mystery.
While there is time and we can manage them, you must leave the place." "I am ready for anything." said Lady de Mowbray. Lady Joan and Lady Maud wrung their hands in frantic terror. Sybil very pale said "Let me go down; I may know some of these men." "No, no," said Mr Mountchesney. "They are not Mowbray people. It would not be safe."
There was a general rush, and following Mr Mountchesney they passed rapidly through several apartments, the fearful noises every moment increasing, until they reached the library which opened on the terrace. The windows were broken, the terrace crowded with people, several of the mob were in the room, even Lady de Mowbray cried out and fell back. "Come on," said Mr Mountchesney.
Lady de Mowbray showed blood; she was composed and courageous. She observed the mob from the window, and re-assuring her daughters and Sybil she said she would go down and speak to them. She was on the point of leaving the room with this object when Mr Mountchesney entered and hearing her purpose, dissuaded her from attempting it.
Turning from the river, they pursued a road which entered after a short progress into the park, Mr Mountchesney cantering on before them, Harold following.
Upon this, Lady Joan related to Mr Mountchesney how she had just become acquainted with the intelligence, and then they conversed together for a moment or so in a whisper: when turning round to Sybil, she said, "I think you had really better come home with us till affairs are a little more quiet."
"Somebody said he was going to be married," said Lady de Mowbray. "His mother wishes him to marry," said Lady Bardolf; "but I have heard nothing." Mr Mountchesney came in and greeted the Bardolfs with some warmth. "How delightful in the country in August to meet somebody that you have seen in London in June!" he exclaimed.
It was impossible to distinguish a word, and yet their import was frightful and ferocious. "Lord have mercy on us all!" exclaimed the housekeeper unable to restrain herself. The maids began to cry. After an absence of about five minutes Mr Mountchesney again hurried in and leading away Lady de Mowbray, he said, "You haven't a moment to lose. Follow us!"
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