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Richard Turlington's yacht was placed at her disposal, with Richard Turlington himself included as one of the fixtures of the vessel. After two happy months of lazy coasting round the shores of England, all that remained of Natalie's illness was represented by a delicious languor in her eyes, and an utter inability to devote herself to anything which took the shape of a serious occupation.
On entering the room, Turlington purposely closed the door with a bang. Natalie started. Miss Lavinia looked up reproachfully. The object was achieved Sir Joseph was roused from his sleep. "If you are going to the vicar's to-night. Graybrooke," said Turlington, "it's time you were off, isn't it?" Sir Joseph rubbed his eyes, and looked at the clock on the mantel-piece.
To Miss Natalie Graybrooke; Berkeley Square. Come back immediately. You are engaged to dine here with Richard Turlington." Lady Winwood folded up the telegram with a malicious smile. "Well done, Sir Joseph!" thought her ladyship. "We might never have persuaded Natalie but for You!" The Church. The time is morning; the date is early in the month of November.
"I am so awkward on board ship," she replied, and turned away and shut herself up in her cabin. Richard Turlington produced his case of cigars. "Now is the time," he said to Sir Joseph, "for the best cigar of the day the cigar after breakfast. Come on deck." "You will join us, Launce?" said Sir Joseph. "Give me half an hour first over my books," Launce replied.
The occasion was the return of the three sisters from the Committee meeting of the Sacred Concerts' Society. And the object was Richard Turlington. He stood hat in hand at the door, amazed by his reception. "I have come up this morning from Somersetshire," he said. "Haven't you heard? A matter of business at the office has forced me to leave my guests at my house in the country.
In Launce's place, sir, you would have done it too. "Now, Natalie, what is the news?" "He has spoken to papa, Launce." "Richard Turlington?" "Yes." "D n him!" Natalie started. A curse addressed to the back of your neck, instantly followed by a blessing in the shape of a kiss, is a little trying when you are not prepared for it. "Don't do that again, Launce!
Sir Joseph, having no chance against the Vampires in a whisper, was obliged to raise his voice to make himself audible in answering and comforting Launce. "I sincerely sympathize with you," Turlington heard him say; "and Natalie feels about it as I do. But Richard is an obstacle in our way. We must look to the consequences, my dear boy, supposing Richard found us out."
Every one of these minor firms claimed and received the privilege of drawing bills on Pizzituti, Turlington & Branca for amounts varying from four to six thousand pounds on no better security than a verbal understanding that the money to pay the bills should be forwarded before they fell due. Competition, it is needless to say, was at the bottom of this insanely reckless system of trading.
"Isn't it rather too soon to begin 'forbidding'?" asked Lady Winwood, good-humoredly. "Exactly what I say!" exclaimed Launce. "It seems necessary to remind Mr. Turlington that he is not married to Natalie yet!" Those last words were spoken in a tone which made both the women tremble inwardly for results. Lady Winwood took the fan from Launce with one hand, and took Natalie's arm with the other.
"Did you find out his name?" The question was asked by Turlington. Even Sir Joseph, the least observant of men, noticed that it was put with a perfectly unaccountable irritability of manner. "Don't be angry, Richard." said the old gentleman. "What is there to be angry about?" "I don't know what you mean. I'm not angry I'm only curious. Did you find out who he was?" "I did. His name was Goward.
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