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He seemed to recur to him as a subject, without any special reason, and this somewhat puzzled Betty until she heard from Rosalie of his intimacy with Lord Tenham, which, in a measure, explained it.
It was as if she had turned her back on him, and Sir Nigel, still wearing an amiable exterior, used internally some bad language. "But I was a fool to speak of Tenham," he thought. "A great fool." A little later Miss Vanderpoel made her curtsy to the exalted guest, and was commented upon again by those who looked on.
You may remember that the poor woman was said to be the daughter of some rich American, and it seemed unexplainable that none of her family ever appeared, and things were allowed to go from bad to worse. As it was understood that there was so much money people were mystified by the condition of things." "Anstruthers has had money to squander," said Mount Dunstan. "Tenham and he were intimates.
Richard Haines, fruiterer to Henry VI IL, imported a number of cherry trees from Flanders, and planted them at Tenham, in Kent. and send a letter to the Hope, where the Fleete lies. And so, it being rainy, and thundering mightily, and lightning, we returned.
Lord Tenham had died a few years later at Port Said, after descending into all the hells of degenerate debauch. His father had lived longer long enough to make of himself something horribly near an imbecile, before he died suddenly in Paris.
In this way the Reverend Lewis found his thoughts leading him, and he being moved to the depths of a fine soul felt them profoundly interesting, and even sustaining. He sat in a high-backed chair, holding its arms with long thin hands, and looking for some time at James Hubert John Fergus Saltyre. He said, at last, in a sane level voice: "Lord Tenham is not the last Mount Dunstan."
Neither of them had any desire to see him; in fact, each detested the idea of confronting by any chance his hot, intolerant eyes. "The Brat," his father had called him in his childhood, "The Lout," when he had grown big-limbed and clumsy. Both he and Tenham were sick enough, without being called upon to contemplate "The Lout," whose opinion, in any case, they preferred not to hear.
The elder son, who was Lord Tenham, had reached a premature and degenerate maturity by the time the younger one made his belated appearance, and regarded him with unconcealed dislike. The worst thing which could have befallen the younger boy would have been intimate association with this degenerate youth.
At nineteen Nigel had discovered the older Lord Mount Dunstan and his son Tenham to be congenial acquaintances, and had been so often absent from home that his neighbours would have found social intercourse with him difficult, even if desirable.
"There never was any room for mistake about Tenham. He is not usually mentioned." "I do not think this man would be usually mentioned, if everything were known," said Nigel. Then an appalling thing happened. Lady Alanby gazed at him a few seconds, and made no reply whatever. She dropped her glass, and turned again to talk to Betty.
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