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There had been no grand packing up; but there had been some very angry words. And Popenjoy, when he was taken away, was supposed to be in a very poor condition of health. All this created renewed doubts in the mind of Lord George, or rather, perhaps, renewed hopes. Perhaps, after all, Popenjoy was not Popenjoy.

Indeed, just at present he rarely was in a good humour, being much troubled in his mind on the great Popenjoy question. At this time the Dean was constantly up in town, running backwards and forwards between London and Brotherton, prosecuting his enquiry and spending a good deal of his time at Mr. Battle's offices.

Lord George would no doubt give way readily, because he disliked the trouble of the contest. But it was not so with the Dean. "He is no more Popenjoy than I am Popenjoy," said the Dean to himself when he read the letter. Yes; he must go up to town again. He must know what had really taken place between the two brothers.

Battle, "had certainly gone through two marriage ceremonies with the Italian lady, one before the death and one after the death of her first reputed husband. And as certainly the so-called Popenjoy had been born before the second ceremony." So much the Dean believed very easily, and the information tallied altogether with his own views.

There probably was no idea of maintaining a secret on the subject. The Marquis and his wife, with Lord Popenjoy and the servants, could not have had themselves carried up to town without the knowledge of all Brotherton, nor was there any adequate reason for supposing that secrecy was desired. Nevertheless Mrs.

He was so solemn with her that she hardly knew how to talk to him. "Popenjoy is dead, if he was Popenjoy. I suppose he was; but that does not signify now." "Not in the least I suppose." "And if you have a son " "Oh, George?" "He won't be Popenjoy yet." "Or perhaps ever." "Or perhaps ever; but a time will probably come when he will be Popenjoy. We can't help thinking about it, you know."

We hear too that you are thinking of starting for Italy very soon, and that the Marchioness and Popenjoy have already gone. Would it suit you to tell us something of your future plans? It is not that I want to be inquisitive, but that I should like to know with reference to your comfort and our own whether you think that you will be back at Manor Cross next year.

The question is not whether he is beloved, but whether he is Lord Popenjoy." "He is Lord Popenjoy. He is a poor weakling, and I doubt whether he may enjoy the triumph long, but he is Lord Popenjoy. You must know it yourself, Dean." "I know nothing of the kind," said the Dean, furiously. "Then you must be a very self-willed man. When this began George was joined with you in the unnatural inquiry.

De Baron, of Rudham Park, though a much older man than the Marquis, had been the Marquis's friend, when the Marquis came of age, being then the Popenjoy of those days and a fast young man known as such about England. Mr. De Baron, who was a neighbour, had taken him by the hand. Mr.

Houghton's father, and tidings had reached Manor Cross long since that the Marquis had promised to go there in the autumn. No doubt other circumstances had seemed to make it improbable that the promise should be kept. Popenjoy had gone away ill, as many said, in a dying condition. Then the Marquis had been thrown into a fireplace, and report had said that his back had been all but broken.