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And now, he sat waiting for Theo to come: waiting, but not wishing for him. Geoff was not so clever as the maids and old Soames; he did not know what he was afraid of. He had never formulated to himself any exact danger; and naturally he knew nothing of the seductions of that way upon which Warrender had been drawn without intending it; without meaning any breach of Geoff's peace or of his own.
Warrender had a long conference with Dick Cavendish in the old library at the Warren. Mr. Wilberforce, who had been sent for, came at once, full of curiosity and excitement; and though Mr. Longstaffe could not be had, the experience of the two clergymen, who knew all about marriage registers and the proofs that were necessary, was of use in this curious family crisis.
"Oh yes, very much," said Chatty, almost under her breath. And then there was a brief pause, after which, "I hope Geoff is quite well," Mrs. Warrender said. "Quite well, and I was to bring you his love." Lady Markland hesitated a little, and said, "I should like if I might to consult you about Geoff." "Surely," Mrs. Warrender replied, and again there was a pause.
I have not told her what I am going to do, but I think if I could find some one who would answer I have influence enough " Warrender said this with a sudden glow of colour to his face, and a conscious glance; a glance which dared the other to form any conclusions from what he said, yet in a moment avowed and justified them.
The servants had no doubt about what was going to happen so far as Warrender was concerned but it was all the more like an exciting story to them that they had no certainty at all how it was to end.
Sor trouble," she added, changing the word, "does not always affect the health." "And does she mean to stay there?" the rector said, feeling it necessary to follow up his first question. Mrs. Warrender hesitated, and began to reply that she did not know, that she believed nothing was settled, that when Theodore suddenly turned and replied: "Why shouldn't she stay?
But how a mother could trust her children's future to a second husband For my part I would rather die." "Let us hope you will never need to do so, my dear," said the rector, at which little pleasantry Mrs. Warrender was glad to laugh. "Happily none of us are in danger," she said. "Chatty must take the warning to heart and beware of fascinating widowers.
In the gallery above Mark, who had not dared to disobey Father Rowley's orders, asked him what was to be done to get Mr. Mousley to bed. "Go and wake Cartwright and Warrender to help me to get him upstairs," the Missioner commanded. "I can help you. . . ." Mark began. "Do what I say," said the Missioner curtly.
Theodore Warrender was still at Oxford when his father died. He was a youth who had come up from his school with the highest hopes of what he was to do at the university. It had indeed been laid out for him by an admiring tutor with anticipations which were almost certainties: "If you will only work as well as you have done these last two years!"
The house had been built by a Warrender, in the end of the seventeenth century, and though it had been occupied by strangers often, and let to all sorts of people, a considerable amount of the furniture, and all the decorations, still belonged to that period. The time had not come for the due appreciation of these relics of ancestral taste.
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