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"I dare say I have left it in the library, along with my other keys," said Mr. Vanstone. "Go and look for it, my dear." "You really should check Magdalen," pleaded Mrs. Vanstone, addressing her husband when her daughter had left the room. "Those habits of mimicry are growing on her; and she speaks to you with a levity which it is positively shocking to hear."
Magdalen saw plainly, in her look and manner, that she had made her first and last protest. Whether the motive was pride, or sullenness, or distrust of herself, or despair of doing good, the result was not to be mistaken Norah had resolved on remaining passive for the future. Later in the afternoon, Mr. Vanstone suggested a drive to his eldest daughter, as the best remedy for her headache.
In later years, when Frank had reached the age of seventeen, the same curious shifting of the relative positions of parent and friend between the two neighbors was exemplified more absurdly than ever. A civil engineer in the north of England, who owed certain obligations to Mr. Vanstone, expressed his willingness to take Frank under superintendence, on terms of the most favorable kind.
Magdalen, in her capacity of spoiled child, was, as usual, the first to break the silence. "What is the matter, papa?" she asked. "Nothing," said Mr. Vanstone, sharply, without looking up at her. "I'm sure there must be something," persisted Magdalen. "I'm sure there is bad news, papa, in that American letter." "There is nothing in the letter that concerns you," said Mr. Vanstone.
Vanstone, "and so staggered by the sight of old Clare's sharp nose in my house, that I didn't much notice. Now you remind me of it yes. I don't think Frank took kindly to his own good luck; not kindly at all." "Do you wonder at that, papa?" "Yes, my dear; I do, rather."
I promise to explain my strange request, sir, when you have done what I ask, and when your next interview with Miss Bygrave has come to an end." She courtesied with her best grace, and quietly left the room. Noel Vanstone looked from the folded paper to the door, and from the door back to the folded paper, in unutterable astonishment. A mystery in his own house! under his own nose!
"I thought it due to your uniform kindness to me to speak to you on the subject first." "Much obliged, I'm sure. And you have put off speaking to me to the last moment, just as you put off everything else. Do you think Miss Vanstone will say yes when you ask her?" George hesitated. "The devil take your modesty!" shouted the admiral. "This is not a time for modesty; this is a time for speaking out.
That letter must be stopped at all costs, and the captain acted boldly. The day was Saturday. Obtaining a special licence, he hurried off to Admiral Bartram's, before Mrs. Lecount's letter was delivered, and induced Noel Vanstone to accompany him to London.
I assure you, ma'am, I am naturally a gallant man; and I feel for both these sisters especially the younger one. Touch me on the subject of the tender passion, and you touch me on a weak place. If a loan of money would be likely to bring him back, and if the security offered was good, and if my lawyer thought me justified " "Stop, Mr. Vanstone," said Magdalen.
Pendril," interposed Norah; "I think I understand, from what you have just said, that our house and everything in it belongs to ?" She stopped, as if the mere utterance of the man's name was abhorrent to her. "To Michael Vanstone," said Mr. Pendril. "The house goes to him with the rest of the property." "Then I, for one, am ready to leave it tomorrow!"
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