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You see, mother, I might manage it even before the end of the year. Our Mr. Moxey will be disposed to help me with his recommendation. 'But, my dear, wouldn't it come to the same thing, then, if you went back to Mr. Moxey's? He made a gesture of impatience. 'No, no, no! I couldn't live at Twybridge. I have my way to make, mother, and the place for that is London. You know I am ambitious.
Sidwell had long since heard from her friend of Miss Moxey's visit to Budleigh Salterton, but she was not aware that Buckland had been there at the same time. Sylvia had told her, however, of the acquaintance existing between Miss Moxey and Peak, a point of much interest to her, though it remained a mere unconnected fact.
He was resolved to let her taste all the bitterness of her folly. 'It seems pretty clear that the Moxeys at all events Miss Moxey knew the rascally part he was playing. Whether they wished to unmask him, or not, I can't say. Perhaps not. Yet I caught an odd look on Miss Moxey's face when that man Malkin began to talk of Peak's characteristics and achievements.
More recently he had been observant of Christian Moxey's speech, which had a languid elegance worth imitating in certain particulars. Buckland Warricombe was rather a careless talker, but it was the carelessness of a man who had never needed to reflect on such a matter, the refinement of whose enunciation was assured to him from the nursery. That now was a thing to be aimed at.
Godwin did not find the proposal distasteful; it brought a change into his life, and the excitement of novelty; it flattered him with the show of release from pupilage. To Mr. Moxey's he went. The hours were not long, and it was understood that his theoretical studies should continue in the evening.
They only need a little care. I should think you might keep the creature in your kitchen; they become quite affectionate. The offer was unhesitatingly declined, and Malkin looked hurt. There needed a good deal of genial explanation before Earwaker could restore him to his sprightly mood. 'Where have you been dining? cried the traveller. 'Moxey's ah, I remember. But who is Moxey?
Moxey's countenance a curious shadow. Godwin noticed it, and at once concluded that the manufacturer condemned Christian for undue advances to one below his own station. The result of this surmise was of course a sudden coldness on Godwin's part, increased when he found that Mr. Moxey turned to another subject, without a word about his nephew.
She could think of the news Godwin sent, could torment herself with interpretations of Marcella Moxey's behaviour, and view in detail the circumstances which enabled Godwin to urge a formal suit. Among her various thoughts there recurred frequently a regret that this letter had not reached her, like the other two, unobserved.
It was now all but certain that a strong intellectual sympathy united their minds and perhaps there had been something more. She turned her face upon the pillow and moaned. And from the Moxeys Buckland had derived his information. What was it he said something about 'an odd look' on Miss Moxey's face when that friend of theirs talked of Peak?
The only important resolve he had ever carried through was a scheme of ignoble trickery to end in frustration. 'The greater world'. It was a phrase that had been in his own mind once or twice since Moxey's visit. To point him thither was doubtless the one service Sidwell could render him. And in a day or two, that phrase was all that remained to him of her letter.
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