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Naturally. When she decides, let me know early, I do entreat you, because... well, I am of a different opinion from some people, who talk of another attachment, or engagement, and I do not believe in it, and have said so." Rising to depart, Laura Tinley resumed: "Most singular! Barrett's his name: Barrett and some: musical name before it, like Handel. I mean one that we are used to.
"Now I put a finger on his vanity," said she; and thought indeed that she had played on him. "Mr. "Delightful!" interposed Laura Tinley; "but is it settled?" Mr. Pole leaned forward to her ladyship; and suddenly catching the sense of her words, "Ah, why not?" he said, and reached his hand to some champagne, which he raised to his mouth, but drank nothing of.
He groaned. Lady Charlotte saw Wilfrid gazing at one spot on the table without a change of countenance. She murmured to him, "What hits you hits me." Mr. Pole had recommenced, on the evident instigation of Laura Tinley, though Lady Gosstre and Freshfield Sumner had both sought to check the current.
The lady became grave, as with keen eyes she watched the open space, and to a second call Wilfrid presented himself in a leisurely way from under cover of the trees; stepping into the square towards the three, as one equal to all occasions, and specially prepared for this. He was observed to bow to Mr. Pericles, and the two men extended hands, Laura Tinley standing decently away from them.
Lady Gosstre's carriage of her shoulders, and general manner, were admitted to be worthy of study. "And did you notice when Laura Tinley interrupted her conversation with Tracy Runningbrook, how quietly she replied to the fact and nothing else, so that Laura had not another word?" "And did you observe her deference to papa, as host?"
"But we don't know her name," they said, when they had taken the advice of the gentlemen on what they had already decided to do: all excepting Mr. Pericles, for whom the surprise was in store. "Belloni Miss Belloni," said Wilfrid. "Are you sure? How do you know ?" "She told Laura Tinley." Within five minutes of the receipt of this intelligence the ladies were on their way to Wilson's farm.
"But we don't know her name," they said, when they had taken the advice of the gentlemen on what they had already decided to do: all excepting Mr. Pericles, for whom the surprise was in store. "Belloni Miss Belloni," said Wilfrid. "Are you sure? How do you know ?" "She told Laura Tinley." Within five minutes of the receipt of this intelligence the ladies were on their way to Wilson's farm.
Ah! to soar out of such a set as this, of which Laura Tinley is a sample, are not some trifling acts of inhumanity and practices in the art of 'cutting' permissible? So the ladies had often asked of the Unseen in their onward course, if they did not pointedly put the question now.
In short, to accept an alms from Laura Tinley; so said her pleading look for an interpretation. "You know Mr. Pericles," said Emilia, "he can do the mischief can he not? Stop him." Laura laughed. "One might almost say that you do not know him, Miss Belloni. What is my influence? I have neither a voice, nor can I play on any instrument.
"Poor souls!" she sighed for her friends, while irrepressible exultation filled her spirit. That afternoon, in the midst of packing and preparations for the journey, at all of which Lady Gosstre smiled with a complacent bewilderment, a card, bearing the name of Miss Laura Tinley, was sent up to Emilia. She had forgotten this person, and asked Lady Gosstre who it was.
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