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I'll come down upon you won't I? Teach you to know your way about eh?" Loud laughter from Fanny, who professed to know her way about already. They exchanged "tips" until at last Mr. Birch, lost in admiration of his companion, pronounced her a "ripper" he had never yet met a lady so well up "why, you know as much as a man!" Dr. Roughsedge meanwhile observed the type.
Hugh Roughsedge, reading him with a hostile eye, said to himself that if it hadn't been Lady Lucy it would have been something else. As it happened, he was quite as well aware as his mother that Marsham's visits to Beechcote of late had been far more frequent than mere neighborliness required. Marsham was in hunting dress, and made his usual handsome and energetic impression.
Diana begged that he might be brought up to see her some time in the course of the following afternoon. Then she drove on, and Mrs. Roughsedge was left staring discontentedly at her husband. "I think she was glad, Henry?" "Think it, my dear, if it does you any good," said the doctor, cheerfully.
Better let himself be missed a little! than move too soon. As to Roughsedge he had kept his eyes open. There was nothing there. So he gave what news of Marion Vincent he had to give. She was still in Bethnal Green working at her inquiry, often very ill, but quite indomitable. As soon as Parliament began she had promised to do some secretarial work for Marsham on two or three mornings a week.
Explanation was necessary, for this particular young man was only welcome in those houses of the neighborhood which were not socially dainty. Mrs. Roughsedge understood at once laughed heartily accepted with equal heartiness and then, taking Diana's hand, she said, with a shining of her gray eye: "My dear, if you want Henry and me to stand on our heads we will attempt it with pleasure.
Roughsedge raised her handkerchief. "That any man with a heart " she began, in a stifled voice. "Why you should speculate on anything so abnormal!" cried the doctor, impatiently. "I suppose your remark applies to Oliver Marsham. Is she breaking her own heart? that's all that signifies." "She is extremely well and cheerful." "Well, then, what's the matter?" Mrs.
Roughsedge, and, instead of answering the letter, the recipient appeared in person, breathless with the haste she had made, the gray curls displaced.
"That is the way you women flatter the pride of these priests!" "Not at all. You make him talk nonsense; I find him a fount of wisdom." "I admit he knows some moral theology," said Roughsedge, thoughtfully. "He has thought a good deal about 'sins' and 'sin. Well, what was his view about these particular 'sinners'?" "He thinks Diana ought to know."
And in a conversation with her last week Miss Mallory expressed herself in a very sad way about foreign missions. Her father's idea, again, no doubt but it is all very distressing. The Vicar doubts" Miss Maria spoke warily, bringing her face very close to the gray curls "whether she has ever been confirmed." This final stroke, however, fell flat. Mrs. Roughsedge showed no emotion.
She faltered a little as she told her first falsehood, but she told it. "My dear!" cried Mrs. Roughsedge, "he can't he won't accept that! If he ever cared for you, he will care for you tenfold more now!" "It was I," said Diana, hurriedly "I have done it. And, please, I would rather it were now all forgotten. Nobody else need know, need they, that he proposed?"
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