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His ancestral line was contemporaneous with that of De Ros, Howard, and De La Zouche; but, owing to some trifling deficiency in the possessions of the house of Loveday, the individual names and intermarriages of its members were not recorded during the Middle Ages, and thus their private lives in any given century were uncertain.
Don't tell anybody yet; it's a secret. Say, Ros, DO you know of a good, sharp, experienced fellow?" I smiled. "Is it likely?" I asked. "How large is my acquaintance among sharp, experienced fellows down here?" "Not so large as it ought to be, I'll give in to that. But you know one." "Do I, indeed? Who is he?" "Yourself. You wouldn't take Small's job, would you?" "I?" I laughed aloud.
Lady de Ros, who was a daughter of the Duke of Richmond, had danced at the ball given by her father at Brussels the night before Waterloo. As Lord de Ros was then Governor of the Tower, it will be understood that he was a veteran of some standing.
She looked calmly past me, through me. I saw, or fancied that I saw, astonishment on the faces of those watching us. Captain Jed stepped forward to greet her and I went into the adjoining room, where George was anxiously awaiting me. "Good land, Ros!" he exclaimed, with a sigh of relief, "I was beginning to be afraid you'd skipped out and left me to go through it all alone.
But I don't think you will." "No," I answered, "I shall not. I have made other plans. I am going to leave Denboro." That did not seem to surprise them and I was still more puzzled. They shook hands and went away, promising to call at the house that evening and bring Nellie. "She wants to thank you, too, Ros," said George.
As I say, I'm goin' to work tooth and nail to get the town to buy that Lane property of yours. I'll stick out for you're gettin' a good price for it. I'll use all my influence." "Thank you." "You needn't thank me. It's a matter of principle. We'll show these city folks they ain't the whole ship, cargo and all. . . . Hold on a second more. Ros, I er I wonder if you'd do a little favor for me."
It's all up with me! All up! And Nellie! poor girl; I can't be here when she finds it out. I know you think I'm a poor specimen of a man, Ros, but I can't face the music. No," desperately, "and I won't." He was giving way again, but I seized his shoulder and shook him. "Stop it!" I commanded. "Stop it, George! Let me think. Be quiet now and let me think. There must be a way out somewhere.
I knew the cause of Captain Jedediah's interest, and what he wished to talk about. I rose and announced that I would stroll about a bit. Taylor spoke to me as I was leaving. "Ros," he said, earnestly, "you think of what I told you, will you?" I saw a group of people hurrying toward the entrance of the grounds and I followed them, curious as to the cause of the excitement.
But I don't know how long you've been gone." "Only a few minutes. I I just stepped over 'cross the Lane for a jiffy, that's all. Say, by time; them Coltons must have money!" "That's a habit of millionaires, I believe." "Hey? What do you mean by that? If they didn't have money they couldn't be millionaires, could they? How'd you like to be a millionaire, Ros?" "I don't know. I never tried."
The old lady his wife is sick of the place and he only come here on her account. He cal'lates that New York is good enough for him. I cal'late 'tis. Anyhow, Denboro won't hang onto his coattails to hold him back. Tell Ros the whole story, George." George told it, beginning with his receipt of his father-in-law's telegram and his hurried return to the Cape.
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