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Netty took the letter, and then followed her mother to the automobile, which was driven rapidly to St. Botolph's. But, at the church, Mrs. Swinton had not the courage to enter. Instead, when she had hurried Netty toward the vestry, she approached a side window, where one of the panels stood open, and peered within, stealthily. At once, she perceived her husband by the lectern.
Even Aunt Julie, that great teacher of equality, closed her lips after speaking of the Bukatys, with an air of tasting something pleasant. It was a great pity that the Bukatys were so poor. Netty gave a little sigh when she thought of their poverty. In the mean time, Martin was the only person at hand.
Seems to me I'd like to vote, too," was Netty's piquant rejoinder. "Hoh! I'll warrant," growled her father. "Hope you'll vote the Whig ticket, Netty, when you get your rights." "Will the Union be dissolved, then, pa-sy, when the Whigs are beaten?" "Bah! you little plague," he growled, with a laugh. "But, then, you women don't know anything about politics. So, there.
Roused from contemplation of her deed, the girl rose to her knees, still clinging to Circuit's stiffening fingers, and sobbingly murmured, in a voice so low the awed group had to bend to hear her: "Yes, I'm Netty, and every day while I live I shall thank God Mat never knew. This is my husband lying dead beneath Mat.
In a few moments Netty passed through the gate and came towards him not hurriedly or furtively, as some maiden in a book to her first clandestine meeting but with her head thrown back, and with an air of having business to transact, which was infinitely safer and less likely to attract the attention of the idle. It was she who spoke first. "I am going back at once," she said.
She started, and looked into his face steadfastly, while a bright scarlet shot into her own. "I know all, Netty, all. Your secret was well kept, but it is yours and mine now. It was well done, darling, well done. O, I have been through strange mysteries of thought and life since that starving woman sat here! Well thank God!" "Father, what have you done?"
She was noting, with her quick and clever eyes, that Netty seemed happy and was exquisitely dressed. She was quite ready to be really interested in this idyl. "I do not know," answered Netty. "He is not unknown in London. His name is Burris." "Oh!" said Lady Orlay, "the comp " Then she remembered that to call a fellow-creature a company promoter is practically a libel.
One privilege of her sex she had not laid aside the privilege of jumping to conclusions. Netty glanced beneath her dark lashes in the direction indicated by Miss Mangles's inexorable finger; but some of the young men happening to look up, she instantly became interested in the Russian race-card which she could not read. "It is very sad," she said.
The need for secrecy made it dangerous to call in medical aid, and he tried to allay his father's anxiety by assuring him that rest was all he needed. He would soon be well enough to start on his way again. During breakfast, Netty had made no comment on her brother's return.
Court, and between them they arranged for the baby's comfort on the following day and Mrs. Court was to have her twopence in the evening. But the best-made plans do not always come to pass, for Netty that evening received a lecture from her Mother on the subject of Mrs. Court. "What is this I hear?" cried the good woman; "that you mean to give baby to the care of that old woman! Not a bit of it!
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