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Ormonde perceived at breakfast that Thyrza desired nothing more than to be left to pass her day in freedom. So she gave her visitor a little bag with provision against seaside appetite, and let her go forth till dinner-time; then again till the hour of tea. In the evening Thyrza was again bidden to the drawing-room. She found Miss Newthorpe there.
I know nobody in London who could teach me to do either the one or the other. 'Well, I suppose you'll go out till luncheon-time? said Mr. Newthorpe. 'Egremont wants to have a pull. You'll excuse an old man. They left the house, and for an hour drank the breath of the hillsides. Paula was at first taciturn.
Newthorpe noticed this, and, laying the book aside, made one or two inquiries about the company of the evening. She replied briefly, then, after hesitation, asked: 'Do you very much want to go to the Pilkingtons', father? He regarded her with amazement. 'I? Since when have I had a passionate desire to camp in strangers' houses and eat strange flesh?
Such as Miss Newthorpe. Yes, he knew that lady; knew her very well, as was evident from the way in which he spoke of her. Of what did they talk, when they met? No doubt she had often played to him, and when she played he would look at her, and she was very beautiful. She would not think of Miss Newthorpe. Somehow she did not feel to her in the same way as hitherto.
Her father began to take up his books again, though in a desultory, half-hearted way. Annabel could not do even that. A portion of each day she spent with Mrs. Ormonde; often she walked by herself on the shore; a book was seldom in her hand. Two or three days before the end of March, Mr. Newthorpe spoke of Egremont. 'I should like to see him.
Annabel, who had been sunk in thought, looked up with a smile. She was about to say something, but her cousin replied rapidly: 'Oh, Mr. Egremont is in London at least, he was a month ago. 'Not much of a guarantee that he is there now, Mr. Newthorpe rejoined. 'I'll drop him a line and see, said Paula. 'I meant to do so yesterday, but forgot.
Three months after that event Mr. Newthorpe left London for his country house, which neither he nor his daughter had since quitted. He had views of his own on the subject of London life as it affects young ladies. By nature a student, he had wedded a woman who became something not far removed from a fashionable beauty.
'It's at a place called St. James's Hall. 'Oh yes! You'll hear admirable music. 'I've never been to a concert before. But when I was at Eastbourne I heard a lady play the piano. I did enjoy that! Egremont started. 'Was it Miss Newthorpe? he asked, looking at her without a smile. 'Yes, that was her name. She met his look. Walter half turned away, then bent down to the books again.
Newthorpe very occasionally But surely the illness has not been serious? 'Mamma heard this morning about it. I don't know what's been the matter. I shouldn't wonder if they come to London before long. Egremont shortly changed his place, and saw that Dalmaine took the vacant seat by Paula. The two seemed to get on very well together.
Newthorpe, who was not yet well enough to attempt the journey southwards; this reply by another hand might signify ill news. And that proved to be the case. Annabel wrote: 'Dear Mr. Egremont, Father desires me to answer your very kind letter of a week ago. He has delayed, hoping from day to day to be able to write himself.
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