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"What will you give me," he said, "if I can induce Howard to like it?" "My eternal friendship," she laughed. "That's not enough," said Trixton Brent. "Howard," said Honora that evening, "I've been going through houses to-day." "Houses!" he exclaimed, looking up from his newspaper. "And I've been most fortunate," she continued. "I found one that Mrs. Farnham built she is now Mrs. Rindge.
Said he'd been here himself to see how you were fixed, and hadn't found you in. Uncommonly well fixed, I should say," he added, glancing around the room with undisguised approval. "Why the deuce did she furnish it, since she's gone to Paris to live with Rindge?" "I suppose you mean Mrs. Rindge," said Honora. "She didn't furnish it." Mr.
Rindge was in a habit, and one by one the saddle horses were led out, chiefly for her inspection; and she seemed to Honora to become another woman as she looked them over with a critical eye and discussed them with Hugh and O'Grady, the stud-groom, and talked about pedigrees and strains. For she was renowned in this department of sport on many fields, both for recklessness and skill.
The horse is all right. I've ridden dozens of worse ones." "Oh, I'm sure he isn't," she cried; "call it fancy, call it instinct, call it anything you like but I feel it, Hugh. That woman Mrs. Rindge knows something about horses, and she said he was a brute." "Yes," he interrupted, with a short laugh, "and she wants to ride him." "Hugh, she's reckless.
Pembroke retorted. At this somewhat pointed reference to his ancient habits, Chiltern laughed. "You've each had three to-day yourselves," said Mrs. Rindge, in whose bosom Mr. Pembroke's remark evidently rankled, "without counting those you had before you left the club." Afterwards Mrs.
At last she turned and reluctantly retraced her steps, as one whose hour of reprieve has expired. If Mrs. Rindge had a girlish air when fully arrayed for the day, she looked younger and more angular still in that article of attire known as a dressing gown.
At this juncture in her narrative Mrs. Rindge shrieked with laughter, in which she was joined by Mrs. Kame and Hugh; and she pointed a forefinger across the table at Mr. Pembroke, who went on solemnly eating his dinner. "Georgie gave him ten cents with which to buy the magazine," she added a little hysterically.
I can do it so well," said Mr. Pembroke. "I hope you got what you like for breakfast," said Honora to the ladies. "Hurry up and come down, Adele," said Hugh, "if you want to look over the horses before lunch." "It's Georgie's fault," replied Mrs. Rindge; "he's been standing in the door of my sitting-room for a whole half-hour talking nonsense." A little later they all set out for the stables.
At this juncture in her narrative Mrs. Rindge shrieked with laughter, in which she was joined by Mrs. Kame and Hugh; and she pointed a forefinger across the table at Mr. Pembroke, who went on solemnly eating his dinner. "Georgie gave him ten cents with which to buy the magazine," she added a little hysterically.
I'll get it straight after a while, she isn't his wife any more, you know; she married Eustace Rindge last month. That's the reason it's for rent. Dicky says he'll never get married again you bet! They planned it together, laid the corner-stone and all that sort of thing, and before it was finished she had a divorce and had gone abroad with Rindge.
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