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At any rate, I will write to Lady Ushant, and will ask papa to let you know" Then it seemed as though there were nothing else for him but to go; and yet he wanted to say some other word. If he had been cruel in throwing Mr. Twentyman in her teeth, surely he ought to apologize. "I did not mean to say anything to offend you." "You have not offended me at all, Mr. Morton."
Twentyman; but when the settled conviction came upon her, after hearing Reginald Morton's words, then she was much troubled. He stayed only a couple of days at Cheltenham and during that time said very little to her. He certainly spoke no word which would give her a right to think that he himself was attached to her.
Mary was still to him the girl who had been brought up by his aunt at Bragton, and not the fit companion for Larry Twentyman. Reginald Morton had certainly not made up his mind to ask Mary Masters to be his wife. Thinking of Mary Masters very often as he had done during the last two months, he was quite sure that he did not mean to marry at all.
Her stepmother and she cannot agree on a certain point. I dare say you know what it is, Mr. Morton?" "In regard, I suppose, to Mr. Twentyman?" "Just that. Mrs. Masters thinks that Mr. Twentyman would make an excellent husband. And so do I. There's nothing in the world against him, and as compared with me he's a rich man. I couldn't give the poor girl any fortune, and he wouldn't want any.
I don't know whether it wouldn't be better for you, Mr. Twentyman, if you were not there so often yourself." Poor Larry felt this to be hard. He was not even engaged as yet, and as far as he could see was not on the way to be engaged. In such condition surely his possible mother-in-law could have no right to interfere with him.
"But there's somebody else, Mrs. Masters. "Who says so? I say there ain't nobody; nobody. If anybody tells you that it's only just to put you off. It's just poetry and books and rubbish. She wants to be a fine lady." "I'll make her a lady." "You make her Mrs. Twentyman, and don't you be made by any one to give it up. Go to the club with Mr. Masters now, and come here just the same as usual.
Twentyman, that you'd care for what such a fellow as that might say." By this time Lord Rufford was off his horse, and had taken hold of Larry. "I'll tell you all what it is," screamed Goarly, standing just at the edge of his own field, "if a hound comes out of the wood on to my land, I'll shoot him. I don't know nothing about p'isoning, though I dare say Mr. Twentyman does.
This took place on the day before his proposition for the sale of Chowton Farm. When he got the attorney into the churchyard he took out Mary's letter and in speechless agony handed it to the attorney. "I saw it before it went," said Masters putting it back with his hand: "I suppose she means it?" asked Larry. "I can't say to you but what she does, Twentyman.
"It makes me sick of my own land, to think it should be done so near," said Larry Twentyman, who had just come up. Mr. Runciman declared that they must set their wits to work not only to find the criminal but to prove the crime against him, and offered to subscribe a couple of sovereigns on the spot to a common fund to be raised for the purpose.
Then she asked herself the fatal question; was she in love with Reginald Morton? I do not think that she answered it in the affirmative, but she became more and more sure that she could never marry Larry Twentyman. Lady Ushant declared herself to have been more than satisfied with the visit and expressed a hope that it might be repeated in the next year.
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