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Lady Bobby went straight to her room and sat by the window, and every now and then shouted advice to Lord George who was playing with me. When we had finished, Lady Westaway took me to see the conservatories, and there we were joined by old Colonel Blake and Lord Valmond, I don't know how he had torn himself away from Mrs. Westaway! Jane Roose says Mrs. Smith would be mad if she was here.
"Without doubt they once belonged to your Spider, and where I found'em I'm afraid his poor little bones ain't far off." "They be even nearer than you think, William Westaway," she said. "In fact, I've found'em myself." "Found'em!" he gasped out, glazing with his shifty eyes at her and a miz-maze of wonder on his face. "Found'em not in the Dart neither; but at Meldon Quarry.
They were having tea on the croquet lawn Lady Westaway and some other people, and the eldest son's wife. You remember what a fuss there was when he married, how Lady Westaway had hysterics for three days. Well, she looks as if she could have them again any moment. Mrs. Westaway is awfully pretty. She was lying in a swing chair, showing lots of petticoat and ankle.
Months passed and Jenny was counted a widow; but though she mourned like one and wore her black, she never could feel quite sure about her state; and when Bill Westaway, the miller's son, began to push into her company, she gave him to understand 'twas far too soon for any thoughts in his direction.
Lord Valmond was on his way to the window seat where Jane Roose and I were sitting the first night after dinner, but Mrs. Westaway caught hold of her husband's coat-tails as he passed and said quite loud, "Duckie, you must bring Lord Valmond and introduce him to me, we haven't met yet, and I want to know all your friends."
"I wanted to die, too," his silly wife assured him; "but Providence knew better and saw the end from the beginning." "Providence shan't be forgot," promised Nicky. "I'll turn over a new leaf and even go to chapel I shouldn't wonder after I've done in William Westaway."
"Beside Meldon Viaduct, on the railroad over Okehampton way. And what the mischief will you say to the wretch if you do find him?" "Be very, very angry," answered Jenny in a voice like a sucking dove. "I'm sorry for Bill Westaway," I said, "He'd have made a much finer husband for you." But she shook her head impatiently. "I hate him!" she vowed.
"Difficult, I grant, but nothing to the reward you've promised." "Well," she told him, "you can have me, such as I am, if you find Nicky." Then she left William, and he turned over what she'd said. He was cunning and simple both, was Bill Westaway. He believed by now that Jenny really did begin to care a lot for him, and was giving him a chance in her own way to make good.
No doubt her yellow cat was terrible pleased to see the pair of 'em; but the home-coming had its funny side too, for none marked them arrive 'twas after dark when they did so and they'd only just finished their meal, when come heavy footsteps up the path, and Jenny well knew the sound of 'em. "'Tis Bill Westaway!" she said.
She calls Billy "Duckie," and continually pats and caresses him; he does look such a fool, and I should hate to be fingered like that if I were a man, one must feel like a bunch of grapes with the bloom being rubbed off. Mrs. Westaway kept Lord Valmond with her all the rest of the time at the show, and then took him on the lake while we played croquet.
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