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Updated: July 17, 2025
Meanwhile through the rain and wind outside, the expected owner of Threlfall Tower and his wife and child were being driven through the endless and intricate lanes which divided the main road between Keswick and Pengarth from the Tower. The carriage contained Mr. Melrose, Mrs. Melrose, their infant daughter aged sixteen months, and her Italian nurse, Anastasia Doni.
What have you been doing to your collar?" And Lydia took hold of her sister, straightening her collar, pinning up her hair, and generally putting her to rights. When the operation was over, she gave a little pat to Susan's cheek and kissed her. "You can come with us to Threlfall, that would take your headache away; and I don't mind the back seat." "I wasn't asked," said Susan with dignity.
Dixon and his wife, in a state of pitiable disturbance, went off to look for one, while Undershaw called after them: "And I warn you that to-morrow you'll have to find quarters for two nurses!" Thus, without any conscious action on his own part, and in the absence of its formidable master, was Claude Faversham brought under the roof of Threlfall Tower. On the evening of the following day, Mr.
Presently she made out, in the distance, looking southward from the high-level road on which the car was running, the great enclosure of Threlfall Park, on either side of the river which ran between her and Flitterdale; the dim line of its circling wall; its scattered woods; and farther on, the square mass of the Tower itself, black above the trees.
Nothing indeed could have been more repellant than the general aspect, the squalid disarray of Threlfall Tower, as seen from the inside, on this dreary evening. The fact impressed itself on Mrs. Dixon as she turned back from the window toward her husband. She looked round her sulkily. "Well, I've done my best, Tammas, and I daursay yo' have too.
That distant wall of trees behind it, she knew, was Threlfall Tower. Her father her unkind, miserly father, who hated both her and her mother lived there. How far was it? A long way! But she would get there somehow. "It is my right to see my father!" she said to herself passionately; adding with a laugh which swept away heroics, "After all, he might take a fancy to me in these clothes!"
Mackworth that was the old boy's name was lecturing, and Faversham came down to help him show his cases. Faversham's own ring was supposed to be something special, and Mackworth talked no end about it. Goodness! so that's the man. Of course I must go and see him! ask after him anyway." But the tone had grown suddenly dubious. Lady Tatham's eyebrows rose slightly. "Go to Threlfall, Harry?"
Vague feelings, and shapeless terrors! only subterraneously connected with the wounded man lying in his house. And yet they were connected. The advent of the unconscious youth below had acted on the ugly stagnation of the Threlfall life with a touch of crystallizing force. Melrose felt it in his own way no less than the Dixons.
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