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"I'd look well marrying a draught from a dark cavern, as you call it, now wouldn't I? To say nothing of the impossibility of a Mugley marrying a cook. I cannot entertain the proposition." "You'll find you can't entertain anything if you don't watch out," fumed Terwilliger, in return. "I'm not so sure about that," replied the earl, haughtily, sipping his lemon squash.
"I fancy Miss Ariadne is not entirely indifferent to me." "Well, you might just as well understand on this 18th day of July, 18 , as any other time, that my daughter Ariadne never becomes the Earless of Mugley," said Terwilliger, in a tone of exasperation.
Terwilliger's manner remained of the kind to be expected under the circumstances, neither better nor worse, until the flunky at the door announced, in stentorian tones, "The Hearl of Mugley." The "Hearl" of Mugley seemed to be the open sesame to the door betwixt Terwilliger and success.
The reminder settled it. The Earl of Mugley graciously concluded to grant Mr. H. Judson Terwilliger an audience in the private office under the Greek chapel. "Sit down, Earl, and have a cream de mint with me," said Terwilliger, as the earl, four minutes later, entered the apartment. "Thanks," returned the earl.
"The countess is in her usual state of health, Mr. Terwilliger," returned the earl. "Ain't she coming this afternoon?" "I really can't say," answered Mugley. "I asked her if she was coming, and all she did was to call for her salts. She's a little given to fainting-spells, and the slightest shock rather upsets her."
Bangletop Hall is now the home of a happy family, to whom all are devoted, and from whose menage no cook has ever been known to depart, save for natural causes, despite all that has gone before. Ariadne has become Countess of Mugley, and Mrs.
At the end of seven days Terwilliger was seemingly as far from the solution of his problem as ever, and at the grand fete given by himself and wife on the afternoon of the seventh day of his trial, to the Earl of Mugley, the one in whom Ariadne was interested, he seemed almost rude to his guests, which the latter overlooked, taking it for the American way of entertaining.
And then he proceeded to tell the Earl of Mugley all that he knew of the history of Bangletop Hall, concluding with a narration of his experiences with the ghost cook. "My rent here," he said, in conclusion, "is five thousand pounds per annum.
"Not even when her father considers the commercial value of such an alliance for his daughter?" retorted the earl, shaking his finger in Terwilliger's face. Terwilliger turned pale. The picture painted by the earl was terribly alluring. He hesitated. He was lost. "Mugley," he whispered, hoarsely "Mugley, I have wronged you. I thought you were a fortune-hunter. I see you love her.
And then the earl turned on his heel and sought out the fair Ariadne, while Terwilliger, excusing himself, left the assemblage, and went directly to his private office in the crypt of the Greek chapel. "If the Earl of Mugley will call at the private office of Mr. H. Judson Terwilliger at once, he will not only greatly oblige Mr.
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