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Tapple, breathing hard and curtseying profoundly to the 'future Dook' declared she ''adn't heard nothink, and ''adn't 'ad no orders. Miss Vancourt's letters and telegrams all went up to the Manor as usual. Whereupon, still guided by the astute Longford, Roxmouth so far obeyed Maryllia's parting suggestion as to go and 'kindly call' upon Lady Wicketts and Miss Fosby at the Manor itself.
I can quite understand that you feel a little worried at having to prepare everything so quickly and unexpectedly, but after all, you must have often thought that Miss Vancourt's return to her old home was likely to happen at any time." "Which I never did, sir!" declared Mrs. Spruce emphatically, "No, sir, never!
"Perhaps he scents a future enemy in Miss Vancourt's dog, Plato!" And this whimsical idea made him smile. "He is quite intelligent enough. He is certainly more intelligent than I am this afternoon, for I cannot write even a commonplace ordinary note to a commonplace ordinary woman!"
Now I have never quite explained to you the nature of Miss Vancourt's injuries, and there is no need even now to particularise them. The main point of her case is that in the condition she is now, she must remain a cripple for life, and" here he hesitated, "that life cannot, I fear, be a very long one." Walden turned his head away for a moment. "Go on!" he said huskily.
However, Miss Vancourt's affairs have nothing to do with me, nor need I interest myself in what is not my concern. My business is with those who depend on my care, I must not forget myself I must attend to my work."
Here he broke off and began to drink his ale, as a small dapper man entered the bar-room with a brisk step and called for 'a glass of home-brewed, looking round on those assembled with a condescending smile. All of them knew him as Jim Bennett, Miss Vancourt's groom. "Well, mates!" he said with a sprightly air of familiarity "All well and hearty?" "As yourself, Mr.
None of the hunters had seen her fall, and Bennett the groom, stoutly refused to believe that the mare had either missed her jump, or thrown her mistress. "She couldn't have done it," he declared "And if she could, she wouldn't! She's too sensible, and Miss Vancourt's too sure a rider. Something's at the bottom of it all, and I'd give a good deal to find out what it is, and WHO it is!"
He knew who it was, who it must be, for, as he had cycled through the village after the hunt had started, he had heard everyone talking of Miss Vancourt's unexpected return, and how she had been the 'queen' of the meet that morning. Besides, she had passed him on the road, riding at full gallop. He wiped his forehead now and smiled pleasantly.
Instinctively he was conscious that a certain embarrassment and uneasiness affected the ordinary members of his congregation, he knew that their minds were disquieted and distracted, that the girls and women were open-eyed and almost open-mouthed at the sight of the fashionable costumes and wondrous millinery which the ladies of Miss Vancourt's house-party wore, and were dissatisfied with their own clothing in consequence, -and that the lads and men felt themselves to be awkward, uncouth and foolish in the near presence of personages belonging to quite another sphere than their own.
"He's too accustomed to her jawin' an' wouldn't get a cleat impression like. Spruce!" And he uplifted his voice in a roar that made the old rafters of the hall ring. "Get ready to take Miss Vancourt's orders, will ye?" Spruce was instantly on the alert, and put his hand to his ear.
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