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Other rumours, that Ethel Stanway and Fred Ryley were about to be secretly married, that Dain would have been the owner of Prince but for the difference between guineas and pounds, and that the real object of Arthur Twemlow's presence in the Five Towns was to buy up the concern of Twemlow & Stanway, were received with reserve, though not entirely discredited.
The Rector was astonished at this injustice, and began to revise his opinion about Faith as the fairest and sweetest girl in all the world; but Mrs. Twemlow smiled, when she had left off crying, and said that she liked the dear child all the better for concluding that Ponga or whatever her name was must of necessity and at the first glance fall desperately in love with her own Erle.
Her suspicion reasserted itself, and it was strengthened, against her reason, by the fact that Arthur Twemlow made no comment on John's invisibility. In the dusk of the spruce stable, where an enamelled name-plate over the manger of a loose box announced that 'Prince' was its pampered tenant, she opened the cornbin, and, entering the loose-box, offered the cob a handful of crushed oats.
'I expect you mean Cecil Corfe, Leonora said cheerfully. She had been amazed at the compliance of John's attitude. 'Yes, that's it. At the same moment there was a faint noise at the French window. John went to investigate. As soon as his back was turned, Twemlow glanced at Leonora with eyes full of a private amusement which he invited her to share. 'Can't I just handle him? he seemed to say.
The geologist, escorted by Harry Burgess, got into the carriage, where Mrs. Burgess already sat; Harry followed him, and the stately equipage drove off. Dr. Quain had married a cousin of Mrs. Burgess's late husband, and he invariably stayed at her house. All this had to be explained to Arthur Twemlow, who made a point of being curious.
'He's a long time, muttered Mr Fledgeby, looking at his watch. 'What time may you make it, Mr Twemlow? Mr Twemlow made it ten minutes past twelve, sir. 'As near as a toucher, assented Fledgeby. 'I hope, Mr Twemlow, your business here may be of a more agreeable character than mine. 'Thank you, sir, said Mr Twemlow.
Revived by soup, Twemlow discourses mildly of the Court Circular with Boots and Brewer. Is appealed to, at the fish stage of the banquet, by Veneering, on the disputed question whether his cousin Lord Snigsworth is in or out of town? Gives it that his cousin is out of town. 'At Snigsworthy Park? Veneering inquires. 'At Snigsworthy, Twemlow rejoins.
Twemlow assented, and remarked that he himself employed a 'lady secretary. 'Yes, Stanway eagerly went on. 'That's what I mean to do. I mean to buy a type-writer, and Miss shall learn shorthand and type-writing. Ethel was astounded at the glibness of invention which could instantly bring forth such an idea.
It was amazing that so many high-class domestics could be collected into one moderate-sized room. "Miss Simpson you know," said Mrs. Twemlow, and Ashe was about to deny the charge when he perceived that Joan was the individual referred to. "Mr. Judson, Mr. Marson. Mr. Judson is the Honorable Frederick's gentleman." "You have not the pleasure of our Freddie's acquaintance as yet, I take it, Mr.
I have no more faith in the 200 barrels of powder than I have in the 2000 ships prepared on the opposite coast to demolish us." "Well, I hope you are right," Mr. Twemlow answered. "It does seem a very unlikely tale. But the ladies are gone. Let us have a quiet pipe. A man who works as hard as you and I do is entitled to a little repose now and then."
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