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This conveyed no very distinct idea to the ladies; but Vizard, for the first time, turned red at this revelation before Uxmoor, improver of cottage life. "Confound the brutes!" said he. "Why, I built them a new room; a larger one: didn't you see it?" "Yes. They stack their potatoes in it." "Just like my people," said Uxmoor. "That is the worst of it: they resist their own improvement."
"Go to 'S. T. to-morrow morning, but don't desert 'Z. V. and 'F. D. to-night." Zoe smiled. "But I have telegraphed!" objected Ned. "Then telegraph again not," said Fanny firmly. Now, this was unexpected. Severne had set his heart upon rouge et noir, but still he was afraid of offending Zoe; and, besides, he saw Uxmoor, with his noble beard and brown eyes, casting rapturous glances at her.
If you love Zoe, scrape up an income somehow, and say the word. Why, Harrington is bewitched with you, and he is rolling in money. I wouldn't lose her by cowardice, if I were you. Uxmoor will offer marriage before he goes. He is staying on for that.
"I'll never ride her again," said Zoe. "I did not come here to be scolded. I will go home." They walked slowly home in silence. Uxmoor hardly knew what to say to her; but at last he murmured, apologetically, "Never mind the poor mare, if you are better for galloping her." She waited a moment before she spoke, and then she said, "Well, yes; I am better.
Then he has a "bespeak," Vizard or Uxmoor turn about. There is a line of carriages; the snobs crowd in to see the gentry. Vizard pays twenty pounds for his box, and takes twenty pounds' worth of tickets, and ,Joseph is in his glory, and stays behind the company to go to Islip Church next day, and spend a happy night at the Court. After that he says he feels good for three or four days. Mrs.
If you would give me half an hour after luncheon " She hesitated a little. Zoe jealoused a te'te-'a-te'te, and parried it skillfully. "Oh," said she, "but we are all much interested: are not you, Lord Uxmoor?" "Indeed I am," said Uxmoor. "So am I," said Fanny, who didn't care a button.
Zoe ran to Uxmoor with looks of alarm and tender concern, and lifted his head to her tender bosom; for his clothes were torn, and his cheeks and hands bleeding. But he soon shook off his confusion, and rose without assistance. "Have you got over your fright?" said he; "that is the question." "Oh yes! yes! It is only you I am alarmed for. It is much better I should be killed than you." "Killed!
"You would not, Miss Vizard," said he, firmly, looking full at her. "If you think you would, you don't know yourself." Zoe colored high, and was silent. Then Lord Uxmoor showed the true English gentleman. "I do hope," said he, earnestly, though in a somewhat broken voice, "that you will not let this spoil the pleasure we had planned together. Harrington will be my deputy."
On reaching the hotel, the ladies took their bed-candles; but Uxmoor found time to propose an excursion next day, Sunday, to a lovely little lake open carriage, four horses. The young ladies accepted, but Mr. Severne declined; he thanked Lord Uxmoor politely, but he had arrears of correspondence.
"So it was." "This won't do. You mustn't fib to me! It was Poikilus, a Secret Inquiry; and they all know it; now tell me, without a fib if you can what ever did you want with Poikilus?" Severne looked aghast. He faltered out, "Why, how could they know?" "Why, he advertises, stupid! and Lord Uxmoor and Harrington had seen it. Gentlemen read advertisements. That is one of their peculiarities."