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Updated: May 11, 2025
People asked each other: Was it likely that the Thesigers would receive young Furnival with open arms if young Furnival had been the man they'd heard about? At the end of my week the whole seven of them were almost merry. At the end of ten days my relations with Canon and Mrs. Thesiger became so intimate that we could discuss the situation.
Lady Thesiger looked, as she always did in the presence of mademoiselle, constrained and annoyed. Agatha's look was one of sheer surprise, for Coralie walked up to the table. "Choosing engravings, Miss Thesiger?" she said, with an easy smile. "I must ask you to give me your attention for a short time. Perhaps you will not think the engravings of much importance after that."
Her favorite maid was to stay with her. Then came the agony I had long known must come. I must give up Agatha. How could I, who had not one shilling in my pocket, marry the daughter of Sir John Thesiger, a girl, delicate and refined, who had been brought up in all imaginable luxury? Let me work hard as I might, I could hardly hope to make two hundred a year.
She was reading an old volume of the "Alpine Journal." Chayne was puzzled there was so marked a contradiction between her outward appearance and her intense absorption in such a subject as Alpine adventure. He turned at the door and looked back. Sylvia Thesiger had raised her head and was looking straight at him. Thus their eyes met, and did more than meet.
Lady Thesiger came over to look at them, but my darling was not to see them until they were her own. There was an unpleasant duty to perform. What was to be done with Coralie? Knowing Lady Thesiger's opinion of her, I felt sure she would never allow her daughter to live in the same house. What was to be done with her? Where was she to go? I did not know in the least what to suggest.
Agatha and I were just wishing we had a gentleman to help us. Are you willing to assist us for a day?" My face flushed hotly with delight. "Am I willing to give myself a day of Utopian delight, Lady Thesiger? Most certainly. I will do anything I can be very useful. I can mount drawings, frame photographs, sketch and design, and my humble talents are all yours."
There would have been little scenes, with accusations of ingratitude, of undutifulness, and Mrs. Thesiger was not averse to the excitement of little scenes. But Sylvia never complained; she maintained a reserve, a mystery which her mother found very uncomfortable. "She has no sympathy," said Mrs. Thesiger. Moreover, she would grow up, and she would grow up in beauty and in freshness. Mrs.
That he should come to me in this spirit was evidence that a certain chastening had been going on in him. The delicate matter was this. He had given Miss Thesiger a lot of work, the typing of a whole book, in fact. And he had immense difficulty in getting to this part of it she had refused to take any payment. She had got it into her head that he was hard up.
You shall see him at once." I rode away from Harden Manor that night a happy man. Sir John, like Lady Thesiger, gave his full, free, unhesitating consent. We had a long, confidential conversation. He told me how his affairs stood. He was a wealthy man, but his expenses were great.
And in fixing on a time to travel in, nothing was more likely than with his mania upon him he would choose a time that had become valueless to him a time that he had no other use for, the time when Viola Thesiger was away. The poverty of his resources was such that he couldn't afford to waste any opportunity of seeing her.
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