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Took the family name and dropped his title in order to go gallivanting about the country with this young person.... An American, I am told and with that detestable creature, Mrs. Devar! Nice thing! No wonder Lady Porthcawl was shocked. May I ask, sir, who you are?" Lord Fairholme was very angry, and not without good reason.
I have heard the whole story from Lady Porthcawl, from Dale, from that Frenchman and Heaven knows I have been well coached in Mrs. Devar's antecedents by your Aunt Susan.
Cynthia said she would be delighted. Reading between the lines of Mrs. Devar's description, it was not easy to comprehend the distinction that forbade friendship with Fitzroy while offering it with Millicent, Countess of Porthcawl. But the girl was resolved not to open a new rift. In her heart she longed for the day that would reunite her to her father; meanwhile, Mrs.
"Millicent Porthcawl says that Glastonbury is heavenly, and Wells a peaceful dream. I visited Cheddar once, some years ago, but it rained, and I felt like a watery cheese." Lady Porthcawl's commendation ought to have sanctified Glastonbury and Wells Mrs.
The one person Medenham was really bitter against was Millicent Porthcawl. She had met Cynthia; she herself must have frowned at the lying innuendoes written from Bournemouth; it would give him some satisfaction to tell Cynthia that the Porthcawl ménage ought not to figure on her visiting list. But there!
My father would never have rushed off in a fever from town merely because of some ill-natured gossip in a letter from Lady Porthcawl." His mind flew to the Earl's allusions to Marigny, and it occurred to him then that the latter had used his father's name at Bristol. He turned to Dale again. "Before this business is ended I shall probably find it necessary to kick a Frenchman," he said.
Then I shall call, praying meanwhile that there may be no Ducrots or Devars there to blight a glorious gossip. If you bring me up to date as to affairs in Park Lane I'll reciprocate about the giddy equator. How or perhaps I ought to say where is Porthcawl?" "In China," snapped her ladyship, fully alive to Medenham's polite evasion of her blandishments.
Still, I may tell her " "That she ought to mind her own business? By all means. And oblige me, too, by telling her that she would confer a boon on humanity if she persuaded Lady Porthcawl to go to Jericho or Tokio or wherever that ass, Porthcawl, may happen to be." "Millicent Porthcawl was at Bournemouth, you know." "Yes, I spoke to her. She had the impudence to introduce Ducrot to Cynthia."
"Good gracious!" she whispered, "have I given you away? I couldn't guess you were here under a nom de voyage now, could I? when that telegram has been staring at everybody for hours." "You have misinterpreted my amazement, Lady Porthcawl," he said, spurred into self-possession by the hint at an intrigue. "I could not believe that time would turn back even for a pretty woman.
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