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Updated: June 28, 2025


"And from the bottom of my heart, madam, I respect you." It was said with a fervent sincerity of tone which wrought the interest of the other persons, who were still waiting for enlightenment, to the highest pitch. Lady Lundie and Captain Newenden whispered to each other anxiously. Arnold turned pale. Blanche burst into tears. Sir Patrick turned once more to his niece.

"I have only to put the matter before you exactly as it stands, and to leave you to decide for yourself. The lady in question was formerly Miss Newenden a descendant of one of the oldest families in England. She is now Mrs. Birth and fortune she unites both. Her income is a clear ten thousand a year.

Captain Newenden had thereupon, in default of knowing what other course to pursue, appealed publicly to the city magistrates, and a reward had been offered, under the sanction of the municipal authorities, for the discovery of the man.

'Charmed to have the pleasure of meeting you, Captain Newenden. 'Delighted to have the honor of making your acquaintance, Sir Patrick. 'I think we can settle this in two minutes? 'My own idea perfectly expressed. 'State your position, Captain. 'With the greatest pleasure. Here is my niece, Mrs. Glenarm, engaged to marry Mr. Geoffrey Delamayn.

The melancholy man-servant announced Captain Newenden. Possibly, in deference to the occasion, possibly, in defiance of the weather, the captain had taken another backward step toward the days of his youth. He was painted and padded, wigged and dressed, to represent the abstract idea of a male human being of five-and twenty in robust health.

I had not spoken five words on our side of the question before it appeared, to my astonishment and delight, that Captain Newenden was in the house on the very question that had brought me into the house the question of you and Miss Silvester. My business, in the interests of my niece, was to deny your marriage to the lady.

Between the seventeenth and the twentieth of September Geoffrey Delamayn had left Swanhaven, on the way to his new training quarters in the neighborhood in which the Foot-Race at Fulham was to be run. Between the same dates, also, Captain Newenden had taken the opportunity, while passing through London on his way south, to consult his solicitors.

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