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Marcella happened to be spending the evening with these acquaintances whilst her brother was having his chat at Staple Inn; on her return, she mentioned to Christian that she had been invited to visit the Walworths in Devonshire a few weeks hence. 'Go, by all means, urged her brother. 'I don't think I shall. They are too respectable. 'Nonsense!
Indeed, he found so much enjoyment in the bright gossip of this assembly of ladies that the smile he wore was perfectly natural. The Walworths, he gathered, were to return to London in a week's time. This meant, in all probability, that Marcella's stay here would not be prolonged beyond that date. Perhaps he could find an opportunity of seeing her apart from her friends.
There seemed to be little likelihood of Christian's learning from any other person that she had met with Peak at Budleigh Salterton; he had, indeed, dined with her at the Walworths', and might improve his acquaintance with that family, but it was improbable that they would ever mention in his hearing the stranger who had casually been presented to them, or indeed ever again think of him.
Such an occasion was her first meeting with Sidwell Warricombe, which took place at the Walworths', in London. Down in Devonshire she had learnt that a family named Warricombe were Peak's intimate friends; nothing more than this, for indeed no one was in a position to tell her more.
He ran down the stone steps in eager haste to be gone, his vision still engaged with the reproachful look Evelyn's mother had given him when she heard of his incredible refusal to accompany the Walworths on the luxuriously-equipped expedition in search of recuperation and enjoyment for the idolized only daughter. "This settles me with them to the end of time, I suppose," he said to himself.
At that moment we were obliged to go to our places, and I couldn't get hold of the fellow again. Hunter told me something about him; he knows the Walworths, it seems belongs to a good Devonshire family. What on earth can Peak be doing over there? Marcella kept silence. The event she had judged improbable had come to pass.
'You spoke with him in private, it seems? 'Yes, I saw him for a few minutes in Exeter. 'And you hadn't said anything to the Walworths that that would surprise them? 'Purposely not. Why should I injure him? Christian knit his brows. He understood too well why his sister should refrain from such injury. 'You would have behaved in the same way, Marcella added. 'Why really yes, perhaps so.
Sidwell had in fact sought information, but, as her relations with the Walworths were formal, such inquiry as she could make from them elicited nothing more than she already knew from Sylvia. 'Are you anxious to discover who they are? she asked. Buckland moved uneasily, and became silent. 'Oh, not particularly.
A week ago I again met Miss Moxey at the Walworths', and talked with her more freely than before. This conversation showed me that I have become much more tolerant towards individuals. But though this or that person may be supported by moral sense alone, the world cannot dispense with religion. If it tries to and it will there are dreadful times before us. 'I wish I were a man!
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