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Updated: June 10, 2025


"I was having a little talk to Michael." "May I come in?" "It's our secret," she whispered to Michael. "Yes, come in, father," he said. Lord Ashbridge stood towering in the doorway. "Come, my dear," he said, not unkindly, "it's time for you to go to bed." She had become the mask of herself again. "Yes, Robert," she said. "I suppose it must be late. I will come. Oh, there's Petsy.

Amusements are all very well; it is not that I want to cut him off his amusements, but when it comes to a career " Lady Ashbridge was surreptitiously engaged in pouring out a little more cream for Petsy, and her husband, turning rather sooner than she had expected, caught her in the act. "Do not give Petsy any more cream," he said, with some asperity; "I absolutely forbid it."

Then, seeing his mistress coming out of the French window from the drawing-room, he bounded calf-like towards her, and Petsy, nearly sick with cream and horror, was gathered to Lady Ashbridge's bosom. "My dear Barbara," she said, "how upsetting your dog is! Poor Petsy's heart is beating terribly; she does not like dogs. But I am very pleased to see you, and I have given you the blue room."

Lady Ashbridge gave a little sigh. "All gone, Petsy," she said. "I am glad it has all gone," said he, "and we will hope it won't return. But about Michael now!" Lady Ashbridge pulled herself together. "Yes, poor Michael!" she said. "He is coming to-night, is he not? But just now you were speaking of Francis, and the fear of his wanting to be a dentist!"

Lady Ashbridge looked up from the breakfast she was giving Petsy II. His dietary was rather less rich than that of the defunct, and she was afraid sometimes that his food was not nourishing enough. "I remember the concert we had here," she said. "We had the 'Song to Aegir' twice." Lord Ashbridge gave her a quick glance. Michael felt he would not have noticed it the evening before.

It was true that Petsy was no more, having succumbed to a bilious attack of unusual severity, but a second Petsy had already taken her place, and Lady Ashbridge sat with him it was a gentleman Petsy this time in her lap as before, and occasionally shed a tear or two over Petsy II. in memory of Petsy I. But this did not seem to account for the wakening up of her mind and emotions into this state of depression and anxiety.

Petsy, to the great benefit of his health, got somewhat neglected by her; her whole nature and instincts were alight with the mother-love that had burnt so late into flame, with this tragic accompaniment of derangement.

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