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People come from the other side of the county to see it." "I think you are all orchid mad," exclaimed Mrs. Tempest. "Oh, here comes the tea!" as Forbes entered with the old silver tray and Swansea cups and saucers. "You'll take some, of course, Mr. Scobel.

I hate myself for having lived in England so long without knowing this beautiful corner of the land. I am staying with my old chief, Colonel Pryke, at Warham Court, and I'm only here for a few days." "But you are coming to my dinner-party?" said Mrs. Tempest. "That is a pleasure I cannot deny myself." "And you will come and see our church and schools?" said Mrs. Scobel.

Each of them was knighted before he was five-and-twenty years old, for prowess in the field. The portrait over the chimneypiece is the celebrated Judge Tempest, who was famous for Well, he did something wonderful, I know. Perhaps Mrs. Scobel remembers," concluded Mrs. Tempest, feebly. "It was at the trial of the seven bishops," suggested the Vicar's wife.

That's her brother, the sailor over there, talking to Olive Moreton; their engagement was announced last week. Lady Patrick of course you know, and Signor Scobel, and Adelaide Cunningham you do know her, don't you, Mr. Daniell? She is my dearest friend. How many do you make that?" The publisher counted them carefully. "Eleven including ourselves," he announced.

She ran on in an excited tone, masking her agitation under an unnatural vivacity. Roderick watched her keenly. Mr. and Mrs. Scobel went back to their business of getting the children together, and the pots, pans, and baskets packed for the return-journey. The children were inclined to be noisy and insubordinate.

"Shall I ring, mamma?" "No, dear. They have not finished tea in the housekeeper's room, perhaps. Forbes doesn't like to be disturbed. Is there any news, Mr. Scobel? We only came home yesterday evening, and have seen no one." "News! Well, no, I think not much. Lady Ellangowan has got a new orchid." "And there has been a new baby, too, hasn't there?" "Oh yes.

Scobel and the mantelpiece, and beginning to talk about the schools. Conrad Winstanley gave her a curious look from under his dark brows, and then went on talking to her mother. He seemed hardly disconcerted by her rudeness. "Yes, I assure you, if it hadn't been for the harriers, Brighton would have been unbearable after you left," he said. "I ran across to Paris directly the frost set in.

"The children enjoy themselves so much more when there are no finely-dressed people making believe to wait upon them," said Mrs. Scobel; "but I know they'll be delighted to have you, Violet. They positively adore you!" "I'm sure I can't imagine why they should," answered Violet truthfully. "Oh, but they do. They like to look at you.

"You must bring Mrs. Scobel to dinner at seven, and then we can talk over all we have seen." "You are very kind. I've my young women's scripture-class at a quarter-past eight; but if you will let me run away for an hour " "Certainly." "I can come back for Mrs. Scobel. Thanks. We shall be delighted." When he was gone, Violet walked towards the door without a word to her mother.

Scobel had come over from her tiny Vicarage for half-an-hour's chat, and was sitting opposite her hostess's fire, while Captain Winstanley lounged with his back to the canopied chimneypiece, and looked benignantly down upon the two ladies.

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