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Her own cook, who had been with her five years, made the cakes, and her own donkey-cart conveyed the same to the field where the repast was held. "Miss Deyncourt, will she be there?" asked Dare. Mrs. Alwynn explained that all the neighborhood, including the Thursbys, would be there; that she made a point of asking the Thursbys. "I also will come," said Dare, gravely.
"I am eight-and-twenty," she said. "I am afraid I must follow my own judgment. You have no responsibility in the matter. If I am blamed," she smiled proudly at that instant she knew all that her book was worth "the blame will not attach to you. And, after all, Minna and the Pratts and the Thursbys need not read it." "No one will read it," said Mr. Gresley. "It was a profane, wicked book.
His keeper had just received private notice from the Thursbys' keeper that a raid on the part of a large gang of poachers was expected that night in the parts of the Slumberleigh coverts that had not yet been shot over, and which adjoined Ralph's own land. "Whereabout will that be?" said Charles, inattentively, drawing his magnet slowly in front of the fleet.
You have been out in the sun too long. I am going off now. I only came because I met the Thursbys, and they dragged me here. Come home with me through the woods. You have no idea how agreeable I am in the open air. It will be shady all the way, and not half so fatiguing as being shaken in Molly's donkey-cart."
She was sitting with her tan-stockinged feet firmly planted on the carpet instead of listlessly outstretched, her eyes ominously fixed on the tea-table and seed-cake. Hester's silly heart nudged her side like an accomplice. "Who has been here to tea?" said Mrs. Gresley. "I met the Pratts and the Thursbys in Westhope." Hester was frightened.
Two alternatives remained. Should she go to Slumberleigh Hall, close by, and see the Thursbys, who she knew had all returned from London yesterday, or should she go across the fields to Slumberleigh Rectory, and have tea with Uncle John and Aunt Fanny? She knew that Sir Charles Danvers, Ralph Danvers's elder brother, was expected at Atherstone that afternoon.
It was with a sudden pang that Dare, following Ruth out into the sunshine after service, perceived for the first time Charles, standing, tall and distinguished-looking, beside the rather insignificant heir of all the Thursbys, who regarded him with the mixed admiration and gnawing envy of a very young man for a man no longer young.
If the turning round had been all, it would have mattered little; but Mrs. Alwynn suffered so intensely from keeping silence that she was obliged to relieve herself at intervals by short whispered comments to Ruth. On this particular morning it seemed as if the comments would never end. "I am so glad we asked Mr. Dare into our pew, Ruth. The Thursbys are full. That's Mrs.
Alwynn, when the Thursbys and Dare, who had been loath to go, had taken their departure. "Mrs. Thursby and Mabel, and Mrs. Smith and Mr. Dare. Four to tea. Quite a little party, wasn't it, Ruth? And so informal and nice; and the buns came in as naturally as possible, which no one heard me whisper to James for. I think those little citron buns are nicer than a great cake like Mrs.
The Thursbys went once, in old Sir George's time, and Mrs. Thursby always says it is the show-place in the county, and that it is such a pity I have not seen it. And last autumn, when John went, I was in Devonshire, and never even heard of his going till I got home, or I'd have come back. Oh, Ruth! Oh, dear!" Mrs.
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