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"I had better go away, or I shall say disagreeable things about the Conservatives. I am not one of them, and I should like that to be understood." She walked quietly from the room, and there ensued an awkward silence. "Poor Serena!" breathed Mrs. Mumbray, with a deep sigh. "She has fallen under the influence of Mrs. Quarrier a most dangerous person.
Ivy did her best to overcome the restraint of the situation, and for a quarter of an hour something like conversation was maintained, but, of a sudden, Miss Mumbray rose. "We will go to my room," said Ivy, regarding her nervously. "Thank you," was the reply, "I mustn't stay longer to-day." "Oh, why not? But indeed you must come for a moment; I have something to show you."
He abominated Radicalism, and was one of the very few "new" men who supported the old political dynasty of the town. But his countenance manifested no sour displeasure; he exchanged cheery greetings on all hands, and marched steadily to the front chairs, his two daughters following. The Mayor, accompanied by his wife, Miss Mumbray, and young Mr.
Raglan Mumbray, was seen moving forward; he acknowledged salutations with a heavy bow and a wave of the hand. Decidedly it was a field-day. From the street below sounded a constant roll of carriages and clatter of hoofs coming to a standstill before the Institute. Never, perhaps, had so many people in evening costume gathered under this roof. Even Mr.
Better so; he might have spoken indiscreetly, unbecomingly, in a tone which would only have surprised and shocked that gracious lady. He reached his rooms again with brain and heart in fiery tumult. Serena Mumbray! he was tempted to put an end to his life in some brutal fashion, such as suited with his debasement. Another letter had arrived during his absence.
On the day previous to that of nomination Glazzard and Serena Mumbray were to be married. Naturally, not at Mr. Vialls' church; they made choice of St. Luke's, which was blessed with a mild, intellectual incumbent. Mrs. Mumbray, consistently obstinate on this one point, refused to be present at the ceremony. "There will be no need of me," she said to Serena.
"Miss Mumbray," said the clergyman, glaring at her, yet affecting forbearance, "you seem to forget that our cottagers are not so inhospitable as to refuse a glass of water to the weary pedestrian who knocks at their door." "I don't forget it, Mr. Vialls," replied Serena, who was trembling at her own boldness, but found a pleasure in persevering.
The younger man, though altogether less formidable, had a smile which Miss Mumbray instinctively resented; he seemed to be regarding her with some special interest, and it was clear that her costume did not escape mental comment.
You may let people know that you were in my confidence about the private marriage. But I can trust your discretion as my own. Your glass pledge me in the old style!" Ten minutes more, and they were driving back to Polterham. But for domestic warfare, Mrs. Mumbray would often have been at a loss how to spend her time.
Young men of Polterham regarded her as the greatest prize within view, though none could flatter himself that he stood in any sensible degree of favour with her. There seemed no reason why Miss Mumbray should not marry, but it was certain that as yet she behaved disdainfully to all who approached her with the show of intention. She was not handsome, but had agreeable features.
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