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Updated: May 12, 2025
"She died when I was in Russia," said Antony. My eyes fell on the mantel-piece. The narrow ledge held three photographs, one of a man, one of Lady Tilchester, and the centre one an amateur production, evidently of a little girl with bare feet, putting one fat toe into a stream, her hat hanging down her back, and her face bent down looking at the water. "What a dear little picture," I said.
It was from the war office, and ran: "We are deeply grieved to inform you intelligence has been received that your husband, Lieutenant Augustus Gurrage, of the Tilchester Yeomanry, died of measles on board the troop-ship Aurora on the 6th instant." The sky suddenly became dark, I remember nothing more until I found myself in the hall with a crowd of servants round me.
They left only cards at first, because of my "sad loss," but we often are at home now when they come. My mother-in-law's visiting-list is a large one, and comprises the whole of the "villa" people from Tilchester as well as the county families.
I do not know what they spoke about, as Lady Tilchester and I went to the other end of the room, but his manner looked so gallant, and I knew by grandmamma's face that she was saying the witty, sententious things that she does to the Marquis. A faint pink flush came into her cheeks which made her look such a very beautiful old lady.
She is from the West, and a country-girl, and, I assure you, those Americans are quite accustomed to make a bargain. You can settle everything of that sort with the aunt." "Mercifully, Margaret Tilchester is arriving to-morrow, too," sighed the Duke. "She has such admirable judgment. I shall be able to rely upon her." "Ungrateful boy!" laughed Lady Grenellen.
"I liked you from the first moment we met, at the Tilchester ball. And Antony is so interested in you, and we are such dear old friends I should always be prejudiced in favor of any one he thought worth liking." There were numbers of things I wished to ask her, but somehow my tongue felt tied. It was almost a relief when she turned the conversation.
"You don't say!" "Yes, beheaded in the hall." "Miss Trumpet has all the statistics. She read them in the guide-book coming along." "I calculate she knows more about your family history, Dook, than you know yourself," etc., etc. "What a pity they have voices like that!" exclaimed Lady Tilchester.
He had hardly self-control enough to greet Lady Tilchester with his usual obsequiousness. She talked charmingly to him for a few moments, and then got up to go. Meanwhile Sir Antony had been conversing with me quite as if no fiancé had entered the room. "You know we are cousins," he said. "Very distant ones." "Why on earth did you not let me know when first you came to this place?"
Well, I will not have a party, only some one to talk to your husband. The ancestors won't interest him, probably." "Oh! Do ask Lady Tilchester," I said. "I love her." He bent down suddenly to look at the Dresden clock. "No, I don't think so. She will be entertaining herself just then," he said, "and probably could not get away.
We could see Augustus walk up the path and turn the handle of the front door without ringing. In this impertinence I am glad to say he was checked, as Hephzibah had fortunately let the bolt slip after showing in Lady Tilchester. He rang an angry peal. Grandmamma frowned. When Augustus finally got into the room his face was purple.
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