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"I suppose" he turned his face from her "Miss Mallory does not now go to Tallyn." "No." She hesitated, looking at her companion, a score of feelings mingling in her mind. Then she broke out: "But she would like to!" His startled look met hers; she was dismayed at what she had done. Yet, how not to give him warning? this loyal young fellow, feeding himself on futile hopes!

Ferrier wrote of her persistently to Lady Lucy, being determined that so much punishment at least should be meted out to that lady. The mistress of Tallyn, on her side, never mentioned the name of Miss Mallory. All the pages in his letters which concerned her might never have been written, and he was well aware that not a word of them would ever reach Oliver.

But the immediate effect would be the triumph of the Cave, a new direction given to current politics. That no one doubted. Marsham was lost in tumultuous thought. The truth was that the two articles in the Herald of that morning, which had arrived at Tallyn by nine o'clock, had struck him with nothing less than consternation.

In spite of his inattention of the night before, the interest of Miss Mallory's appearance upon the scene at Tallyn had not been lost upon him, any more than upon other people. The rumor had preceded her arrival that Marsham had been very much "smitten" with her amid the pine woods of Portofino. Marsham's taste was good emphatically good.

The letter was passed on to Muriel, who thought she perceived that the news it contained seemed to make Diana shrink into herself. She was much attached to Sir James Chide, and had evidently felt pleasure in the expectation of his coming out to join them. But Mr. Ferrier and Bobbie Forbes both of them associated with the Marshams and Tallyn? Mrs.

How was she to cope with them? Capable as she was, "John" had always been there to advise her, in emergency or Oliver. She suspected the house-steward of dishonesty. And the agent of the estate had brought her that morning complaints of the head gamekeeper that were most disquieting. What did they want with gamekeepers now? Who would ever shoot at Tallyn again?

Then he noticed a cushion which had fallen beside the chair, and a corner of newspaper peeping from below it. He lifted it up. Below lay Broadstone's open letter, in its envelope, addressed first in the Premier's well-known handwriting to "The Right Honble. John Ferrier, M.P." and, secondly, in wavering pencil, to "Lady Lucy Marsham, Tallyn Hall."

For some weeks after this Diana went backward and forward daily, or almost daily, between Beechcote and Tallyn. Then she migrated to Tallyn altogether, and Muriel Colwood with her. Before and after that migration wisdom had been justified of her children in the person of the doctor.

It seemed to him one of the sweetest and one of the most piteous he had ever seen on a human face. "I shall descend upon you next week," said Lady Niton abruptly, as Diana made her farewells. "I shall be at Tallyn." Diana did not reply. The little fiancée insisted on the right to take her to her pony-carriage, and kissed her tenderly before she let her go.

She, after some hesitation, had refused him, and Marsham had had some reason to believe that in spite of his mother's great fortune and his own expectations, his provenance had not been regarded as sufficiently aristocratic by the girl's fond parents. Perhaps had he and not Lady Lucy been the owner of Tallyn and its £18,000 a year, things might have been different.

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