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There was very much more of it, but at last he was carried away bodily, and in his daughter's presence he did write and sign the following letter; My Lord, I have heard from my daughter a story which has surprised me very much. It appears that she has been staying with you at Rufford Hall, and again at Mistletoe, and that while at the latter place you proposed marriage to her.
They were not fully dressed for the evening and were of course inclined to be silent and sad. Before Lord Rufford came in Arabella managed to get herself on to the sofa next to Lady Penwether, and then to undergo some little hysterical manifestation, "Oh Lady Penwether; if you had seen it; and heard it!" "I am very glad that I was spared anything so horrible."
Lord Augustus also bowed and then stood for a few moments silent with his fat hands extended on the round table in the middle of the room. "This is a very disagreeable kind of thing, my Lord," he said. "Very disagreeable, and one that I lament above all things," answered Lord Rufford: "That's all very well; very well indeed; but, damme, what's the meaning of it all? That's what I want to ask.
Then Lord Rufford had remembered it, and the letter which the attorney was somewhat triumphantly reading had been the consequence. "Is that you, Mary? What can I do for you, my love?" "Papa, I want you to read this." Then Mr. Masters read the letter. "I should so like to go." "Should you, my dear?" "Oh yes! Lady Ushant has been so kind to me, all my life! And I do so love her!"
Green and by exacting explanations from her daughter. This was a very bad time for Arabella, so bad, that had she known to what she would be driven, she would probably have repudiated the Duke and her mother altogether. "Now, my dear," she began, "you must tell me everything that occurred first at Rufford and then at Mistletoe." "You know very well what occurred, mamma."
Twentyman, that you'd care for what such a fellow as that might say." By this time Lord Rufford was off his horse, and had taken hold of Larry. "I'll tell you all what it is," screamed Goarly, standing just at the edge of his own field, "if a hound comes out of the wood on to my land, I'll shoot him. I don't know nothing about p'isoning, though I dare say Mr. Twentyman does.
Lord Rufford had bowed and stared, and laughed, and had then told the Senator that he thought he would "find himself in the wrong box." "That's quite possible, my Lord. I guess, it won't be the first time I've been in the wrong box, my Lord. Sometimes I do get right. But I thought I would not enter your lordship's house as a guest without telling you what I was doing."
In the first place Lord Rufford's word went further with her than Arabella's, and then his story had been consistent and probable, whereas hers had been inconsistent and improbable. At any rate ropes and horses would not bring Lord Rufford to the hymeneal altar. That being so was it not natural that she should then have considered what result would be next best to a marriage?
Mistletoe, should he be there, would make civil speeches to compensate for his indifference when called upon to attack Lord Rufford. Other guests would tender to her the caressing observance always shown to a bride. But as she got out of the ducal carriage at the front door, her heart was uneasy at the coming meeting.
And now she was to meet him in the house of her great relations, in a position in which her rank and her fashion would seem to be equal to his own. And she would meet him with the remembrance fresh in his mind as in her own of those passages of love at Rufford. It would be impossible that he should even seem to forget them.
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