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Her first impulse was to go to Lady Ridsdale and tell her everything. Then she remembered that she had given a solemn pledge of secrecy, and that she must not say one word. It made her very unhappy. She did not like the sense of concealment. She did not like having a secret of so much importance that she could share with no one.
She has always been very kind to me; indeed I should have been most lonely but for her, and I I am very much attached to her." "Quite natural and quite right," said Lady Ridsdale. "You wish, of course, to make her a very handsome present?" "No, not quite that," said Marion, looking very uncomfortable; "it is much worse than that.
None were perceptible to the girl by his side. She thought him perfection and nothing else. How comes Marion Arleigh, the heiress of Hanton, ward of Lord Ridsdale, one of the proudest men in England, and pupil of Miss Carleton, to be alone in the sweet, soft eveningtide with Allan Lyster, whose name was not of the fairest repute among men?
She did not forget her promise; she interested herself greatly in procuring commissions for Allan Lyster; she persuaded Lord Ridsdale to order several pictures from him; she sent very handsome presents to Adelaide, and thanked Heaven that never again while she lived would she have a secret. How relieved, how happy she felt! Life was not the same to her, now that this terrible burden was removed.
He had taken good care of her money, because he was an honorable man, but he had not thought much of what his wife called her social position. As a probable duchess he felt a great amount of respect for her. So Lord and Lady Ridsdale went together to bring their beautiful young ward home. Miss Carleton was grieved to lose her. "She has been a docile pupil, and she is a beautiful, lovable girl.
I have made a promise and I do not see how I can keep it." Lady Ridsdale was touched and flattered by the girl's confidence. "Tell me all about it, Marion; you shall keep the promise, if it be possible." "There is a governess here, one of the assistants; her name is Lyster Adelaide Lyster.
It was not pleasant to leave such a home as Thorpe Castle for the drudgery of a school. But she could see plainly if that visit was to be renewed she must go, and make no sign. Brother and sister were profuse in their thanks; they expressed the deepest gratitude to Lord and Lady Ridsdale; they professed themselves overcome with benefits.
She had had no time to think what was best under the circumstances; the only idea that occurred to her was how more than useless it would be to offend Lady Ridsdale. Unless she managed to secure her good opinions there would be no invitations to Ridsdale house.
She was beloved, popular and admired; her husband worshiped her; her friends held her in highest honor and esteem. To Lord and Lady Ridsdale she had grown dear as a child of their own. She was at the height of human felicity; there was nothing on earth left for her to desire.
If Lord Ridsdale had known it, his anger would have been without bounds; if Miss Carleton had guessed it, she would have been too shocked ever to have admitted Miss Arleigh in her doors again. How came she there? It was the old story of girlish imprudence, of girlish romance and folly, of a vivid imagination and bright, warm poetical fancy wrongly influenced and led astray.
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