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"Mamma," said Rose, "I don't think Mr. Raeburn will injure my prospects of course you mean prospects of marrying. If a man didn't care enough for me to take me whether I am the niece of the worst man in England or not, do you think I would accept him?" There was an angry ring in her voice as she spoke, her little saucy mouth looked almost grand.
Hartley beyond a doubt. How comes he in such a pickle? why does he deny his name? and what can be his business with that black-looking ruffian, my landlord?" As he was thus reflecting, another peculiar circumstance attracted his attention. The face of Mr. Raeburn appeared at a low window next the door; and, as chance directed, his eyes met those of Mr. Rolles.
"I made Miss Raeburn bring me over, that I might just catch a sight of you. She would walk home, and leave the carriage for me. Isn't it like all the topsy-turvy things nowadays? When I'm her age I suppose I shall have gone back to dolls. Please to look at those ponies! they're pawing your gravel to bits. And as for my watch, just inspect it!" She thrust it reproachfully under Marcella's eyes.
I shall ask for some special coaching to-morrow morning. May I engage you ten o'clock?" Marcella made some evasive answer, and they all sauntered back to the drawing-room. "Shall you be at work to-morrow, Raeburn?" said Wharton. "Probably," said Aldous drily. Marcella, struck by the tone, looked back, and caught an expression and bearing which were as yet new to her in the speaker.
She's been always about with him, and Miss Raeburn let me see once or twice last night that she thought I was in the way. I never slept a wink last night, and I kept out of their sight all the morning. Then, after lunch, I went up to him, and I asked him to come for a walk with me. He looked at me rather queerly I suppose I was pretty savage. Then he said he'd come.
"Was not Dolly lost at Codrington last year?" "On the beach," replied Donovan. "Yes! Why, could it have been you who brought her back? Of course it was! Now it all comes back to me. I had exactly the same feeling about knowing your face the other evening at Lady Caroline's, but put it down to your likeness to Mr. Raeburn. There is another bond between us." They both laughed.
Miss Raeburn was called away to find an arm-chair for some dowager of importance; Marcella took advantage of the break and of the end of a dance to hurry down the room to Mary. Aldous, who was talking to old Sir Charles Leven, Frank's father, a few steps off, nodded and smiled to her as he saw her move. "Have you been dancing, Mary?" she said severely. "I wouldn't for worlds!
You told papa didn't you? and Mr. Raeburn says that you are a Socialist not half-and-half, as all the world is, but the real thing? And of course you want great changes: you don't like anything that might strengthen the upper class with the people. But that is nonsense. You can't get the changes for a long long time. And, meanwhile, people must be clothed and fed and kept alive."
"I never wish to discuss it again, thank you," said Erica, submitting to a particularly warm embrace. Mrs. Fane-Smith was right in one way. Erica was intensely excited. When people have been riding rough-shod over one's heart, one is apt to be excited, and Luke Raeburn's daughter had inherited that burning sense of indignation which was so strongly marked a characteristic in Raeburn himself.
It was rather horrible, certainly, that his daughter should have seen it all, but such infamous creatures as Raeburn had no business to have daughters. No doubt she would stand it very well anything, you know, for a little notoriety. Such people lived for notoriety.
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