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Insure that marriage, obtain the post-obit. from Hazeldean, and whatever the issue of the more direct scheme for which you seek my services, rely on my gratitude, and believe that you will have put me in the way to render gratitude of avail. At eight I will be with you." Randal left the room. The baron sat thoughtful.
Her father's people had at no time entered into her scheme of living, her uncle Elijah less than any member of it, and she found his post-obit intervention in her affairs embarrassing in a dozen different connections. The best friend she had in the world, before he had made the tactical error of asking her to marry him, was Richard Thorndyke.
Randal Leslie that he had opposed or favoured the said marriage, that he had countenanced or blamed the said post-obit?" "Why, of course," cried the squire, "that he had opposed both the one and the other." "Is it so, Mr. Leslie?" "So much at present for this matter. I pass on to the graver one, that affects your engagement with the Duke di Serrano's daughter.
More lenient to an imprudent love than the squire, she touched with discreet tenderness on Frank's rash engagements with a foreigner, but severely on his own open defiance of his father's wishes. Her anger was, however, reserved for that unholy post-obit. Here the hearty genial wife's love overcame the mother's affection.
"Well, Baron, Frank is of age, and can marry to please himself. You implied to me that you could help him in this." "I will try. See that he call at Madame di Negra's tomorrow, at two precisely." "I would rather keep clear of all apparent interference in this matter. Will you not arrange that he call on her? And do not forget to entangle him in a post-obit." "Leave it to me. Any more wine?
"Afraid!" said Randal, forced into speech, and with a hollow laugh "afraid? I? What of? I was only wondering what Lord L'Estrange could mean." "I will dispel that wonder at once. Mr. Hazeldean, your son displeased you first by his proposals of marriage to the Marchesa di Negra against your consent; secondly, by a post-obit bond granted to Baron Levy. Did you understand from Mr.
Helpless beyond measure in all the duties of practical statesmanship, its members or their dependants have given proof of remarkable energy in the single department of peculation; and there, not content with the slow methods of the old-fashioned defaulter, who helped himself only to what there was, they have contrived to steal what there was going to be, and have peculated in advance by a kind of official post-obit.
We may slip away presently, I trust." "I'll tell you a secret scheme of mine and Harry's," said the squire, in a still low whisper. "We, must drive that marchioness, or whatever she is, out of the boy's head, and put a pretty English girl into it instead. That will settle him in life too. And I must try and swallow that bitter pill of the post-obit.
Hazeldean was best enabled to afford the accommodation my sister deigned to accept." "Mode! the post-obit!" ejaculated the squire, relinquishing his hold of Randal to lay his gripe upon Levy. The baron shrugged his shoulders. "Any friend of Mr. Frank Hazeldean's would have recommended the same, as the most economical mode of raising money."
RANDAL. "No, no, Levy must be wrong." BARON. "My dear Leslie, a man of Mr. Hazeldean's time of life cannot have your romantic boyish notions. He must allow that Frank has acted in this like a lad of sense very good head for business has my young friend Frank! And the best thing Mr. Hazeldean can do is quietly to buy up the post-obit, and thus he will place his son henceforth in his power."
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