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"Be so kind, May, as to go into the library, and wait there until I send for you." The girl turned pale. For a moment, she thought her escapade of this morning had been discovered, and that terrible things were about to happen. Her fright could not escape Lady Ogram's observation. "What, have I frightened you? Did it remind you of being sent into the corner when you were a little girl?"
I made a mistake. If I could have stood as a Conservative, I should have carried all before me. It was Lady Ogram's quarrel with Robb which committed me to the other side." Iris was silent, panting a little as if she suppressed words which had risen to her lips. He turned his head to look at her. "Of course you understand that party names haven't the least meaning for me.
And presently she sent out invitations to a dinner, on a day a fortnight ahead, which should assemble some dozen of her faithful, to meet and hear the eloquent young philosopher. Excitement was not good for Lady Ogram's health; the doctors agreed in prescribing tranquillity, and she had so far taken their advice as to live of late in comparative retirement.
Lashmar might or might not prove to be the candidate of their choice; there was plenty of time to think about that; in the meantime, no one more suitable stood before them, and, having regard to Lady Ogram's social authority, considerable from one point of view, they were very willing to interest themselves in a man of whom she thought so highly. Very little was definitely known about him.
"You speak of 'vexation. Do you really imagine that that word will describe Lady Ogram's state of mind if she learns that Lord Dymchurch is rejected?" "Of course there will be a scene. We can't help that. We must face it, and hope in Lady Ogram's commonsense." "Answer another question. How do you know that May Tomalin will refuse Lord Dymchurch?" "I had better refuse to answer.
Then it was that she renewed her falling locks, and appeared all at once with the magnificent crown of auburn hair which was henceforth to astonish beholders. More than ten years had now elapsed since that serious illness. Lady Ogram's age was seventy-nine. Medical science declared her a marvel, and prudently held it possible that she might live to ninety.
Scarcely had he uttered the words when he became aware of a change in Lady Ogram's look. The gleam of her eyes intensified; deeper wrinkles carved themselves on her forehead, and all at once two rows of perfect teeth shone between the pink edges of her shrivelled lips.
By the bye, it isn't money only; Miss Bride becomes owner of the paper-mill at the village by Rivenoak." "I had heard of this," said Lashmar, with a brusque movement as though he felt cramp in his leg. He had begun to look cheerful. "I knew all about Lady Ogram's intentions. You don't remember," he added carelessly, "the amount of the bequest?" "Mr.
After all, perhaps this was the simplest and best way out of his difficulty. As he turned away from the door, another cab drove up, and from it alighted Mr. Kerchever. Dyce had no difficulty in recognising Lady Ogram's solicitor, but discretion kept his head averted, and Mr. Kerchever, though observing him, did not speak.
But Lady Ogram's physical strength was not equal to the excitement she had gone through. Long before dinner-time her voice failed, and she had no choice but to withdraw into privacy, leaving Constance Bride to play the hostess.
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