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Boden, who had given Faversham a perfunctory greeting, fell back into his chair again, and watched the new agent's reception with coolly smiling eyes. Tatham came hurrying up to greet them. No one but Lydia could have distinguished any change in the boyish voice and look. But it was there. She felt it. He turned from her to Faversham. "Awfully glad to see you. Hope you're quite fit again."
They related to the matter on which he thought Tatham might wish to confer with him. His door opened. "Hullo, Faversham! Hope you're quite strong," said the incomer. "All right, thank you." The two men shook hands. "You've been doing Scotland as usual?" "Two months of it. Beastly few birds. Not at all sorry to come back. Well, now I've got something very surprising to talk to you about.
Lady Tatham, it seemed, was a widow, with an only boy, a lad of seven, who was the heir to Duddon Castle, and its great estates. The Castle was ten miles from the Tower. "How shall I ever get there?" thought Mrs. Melrose, despairingly. As to other neighbours, they seemed to consist entirely of an old bachelor doctor, about three miles away, and the clergyman of Gimmers Wick and his wife.
Melrose is well acquainted with both the past and recent history of Mr. Robert Smeath, who made a tool of Mrs. Melrose in the matter of a disgraceful theft of a valuable bronze from Mr. Melrose's collection " "The Hermes!" cried Victoria. "She has never said one word to me about it." "Miss Melrose has been telling me the story," said Tatham, smiling at the recollection.
"And I don't know how to get them right." And all he could do was to stand like an oaf and ask her to explain. Nor could he ignore the fact so new and strange to a princeling! that her perplexities were more interesting to her than his visit. Yet of course Tatham had his own natural conceit of himself, like any normal young man, in the first bloom of prosperous life.
As they reached the lighted porch, she looked up, her face sparkling with rain, a touch of mischief in her hollow-ringed eyes. "How much will they scold?" "Can't say, I am sure! I think you'll have to bear it." "Never mind!" Her white cheeks dimpled. "It's Duddon! I'd rather be scolded at Duddon, than petted anywhere else." Tatham flushed suddenly. So did she.
He would have to fight for himself. Well, he would fight! "I shall certainly support any just claim," he said, as Tatham rose, "but I warn you that Mr. Melrose is ill he is very irritable and Mrs. Melrose had better not attempt to spring any surprises on him. If she will write me a letter, I will see that it gets to Mr. Melrose, and I will do my best for her."
Victoria too was as often at the cottage as the state of Netta Melrose allowed, and she and Lydia, born to understand each other, had at last arrived thereat. But Mrs. Melrose was dying; and her little daughter, a more romantic figure than ever, in the public eye, was to find, it said, a second mother in Lady Tatham.
With quick step and eager eye he sought Captain Maitland, who was also catcher for the nine. "Mr. Maitland, I understand you're without a satisfactory sub. pitcher for today?" "Confound it, yes; we're praying for the strength of Kennedy's wrist." "You may remember that I tried for pitcher." "I know you did," replied Maitland gloomily. "But the coaches thought Kennedy and Tatham ahead of you."
He coloured boyishly as he spoke. Lady Tatham looked up startled; a faint red appeared in her cheeks also. "I believe he supposed himself to be. I knew him very well, and I might possibly have accepted him but that some information came to my knowledge. Then, later on, largely I think to punish me, he nearly succeeded in entangling my younger sister your Aunt Edith. I stood in his way.
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