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Updated: June 20, 2025
You remember Mathews at Roselawn, don't you? You can say' 'Good-mornin', sir, said the unperturbed groom. 'This is a werry pleasant surprise, to be sure. How are you, sir? 'Van, said Selwyn, after shaking hands with them both, 'this is Lord Durwent's son, and the other is his groom, Mathews. I will vouch for them absolutely.
And if her affection for him knew no variation, his was no less true. The friendships and the adventures of school were forgotten in the comradeship of his sister as, over the fields of Roselawn or on the tennis-court, they would renew their childhood's hours. He taught her to throw a fly for trout, and she initiated him into the mysteries of answering the calls of birds in the woods.
Although he stood erect in body, and summoned the gentle courtesy which was inseparable from his nature, his whole bearing was as of one whom life has cut across the face with a knotted whip, leaving an open cut. He had thought to live his days in the seclusion of Roselawn, but destiny had spared him nothing. 'Have you had dinner? asked Lord Durwent.
Lady Durwent, wearying of London and its triumphs, returned to Roselawn to share the solitary, rural reign of her husband. As she drove in a sumptuous car through the village and into the wide confines of the estate she purred with contentment. Men doffed their caps, women curtsied, and the country-side mingled its smile with theirs.
You had better get hold of some of our politician johnnies; they've always got ideas on things. A little later the Honourable Malcolm Durwent left Roselawn in a motor-car. As it rounded the curve in the drive he turned and waved at the little group who were standing in the courtyard, and then he was lost to sight. And in the hearts of each of the three there was a poignant grief.
'No, Mathews, he whispered. 'It isn't fair to you. I am not going to try to escape. Give me your hand; I want to say good-bye. For answer, the imperturbable Mathews moved off again, and, in a soft but most unmusical bass, sang the second verse about the amorous coachman and the susceptible turnkey's daughter. Dick listened, hanging greedily on every little sound with its atmosphere of Roselawn.
Why not wait until you see what he wants to be in the world? Lord Durwent's face bore a look of unperturbed calm. 'When he is old enough, he must go to Eton, my dear, and acquire the qualities which will enable him to take over Roselawn at my death'
Behind them walked Mathews the groom, corn-cob pipe and all, shaking his head argumentatively and squaring his shoulders. An Empire had declared war. Elise entered the post-office to telephone the news to Roselawn, and Selwyn was left alone.
'Shove those clippings in your pocket, Selwyn, and for the love of Allah help me to select something here that I can pretend to have written. Fortunately I can play the blithering idiot without much trouble. The house-party at Roselawn had hurriedly broken up, and only Selwyn remained.
Reaching the clearing in the woods, he paused as the ivy-covered towers of Roselawn were presented to his gaze. With a characteristic working of his shoulders he drew himself to his full height, and his jaws and lips were set in implacable determination.
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