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Roylake, for all I knew to the contrary, might be looking down at me, and when Lady Lena, the noble and beautiful, was coming to dinner! The letter concluded as follows: "To return to myself. I gave Miss Cristel the promise on which she had insisted; and then, naturally enough, I inquired into her motive for interfering in your favour. "She frankly admitted that she was interested in you.
"Dear me! hav'n't you lunched already?" "Where should I lunch, my dear lady?" I thought this would induce the sugary smile to show itself. I was wrong. "Where?" Mrs. Roylake repeated. "With your friends at the mill of course. Very inhospitable not to offer you lunch. When are we to have flour cheaper?" I began to get sulky. All I said was: "I don't know." "Curious!" Mrs. Roylake observed.
Roylake and I would be only too glad, as representing your interests, if he succeeded in winning the young lady. I asked if he had any plans. He said one of his plans had failed. What it was, and how it had failed, he did not mention. I asked if he could devise nothing else. He said, "Yes, if I was not a poor man."
I found the noble lady smoking a cigarette and reading a French novel. "This is going to be a disagreeable interview," she said. "Let us get it over, Mr. Roylake, as soon as possible. Tell me what you want and speak as freely as if you were in the company of a man." I obeyed her to the letter; and I got these replies: "Yes; I did have a talk, in your best interests, with Miss Toller.
"Surely a little coarse and vulgar?" she suggested, reverting to poor Cristel. "Would you like to judge for yourself?" I asked. "I shall be happy, Mrs. Roylake, to take you to the mill." My stepmother's knowledge of the world implied considerable acquaintance how obtained I do not pretend to know with the characters of men.
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