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Half an hour later, Mrs. Westerfield's old man was interrupted over his work by a person of bulky and blackguard appearance, whom he had never seen before. The stranger introduced himself as a gentleman who was engaged to marry Mrs. He was asked if he had brought a written order to that effect, signed by the lady herself. Mr.
"I say, my girl, have you been drinking?" Mrs. Westerfield's first impulse led her to rise and point indignantly to the door. He had only to look at her and she sat down again a tamed woman. "You don't understand how the chance tempted me," she answered, gently. "What chance do you mean?" "The chance, dear, of being a lord's mother." He was still puzzled, but he lowered his tone.
P.S. I am to be married again on Thursday, and start for America with my husband and my boy by next Saturday's steamer." The letter was posted; and the mother's anxious mind was, to use her own phrase, relieved of another worry. As the hour of eight drew near on Wednesday evening, Mrs. Westerfield's anxiety forced her to find relief in action of some kind.
An advertisement in the newspapers, addressed to persons skilled in the interpretation of ciphers, now represented Mrs. Westerfield's only chance of discovering where the diamonds were hidden. The first answer that she received made some amends for previous disappointment. It offered references to gentlemen, whose names were in themselves a sufficient guarantee.
"In the intervals of business, I had felt some uneasiness when I thought of Miss Westerfield's prospects. Your good brother at once set all anxiety on this subject at rest. "He proposed to place Miss Westerfield under the care of an old and dear friend of her late father Captain Bennydeck.
Linley made no attempt to dispute this view of the altered circumstances in home-life but she submitted with a mind ill at ease. Secretly fearing that Linley was suffering under Miss Westerfield's absence, she allowed herself to hope that Kitty's father would see a necessity, in his own case, for change of scene, and would accompany them to the seaside.
Her voluntary separation from you offered to your brother, and to the Captain, the opportunity for which they had both been waiting. Captain Bennydeck was then cruising at sea in his yacht. Immediately on his return, Miss Westerfield's inclination would be consulted, and she would no doubt eagerly embrace the opportunity of being introduced to her father's friend.
Westerfield, she had been instructed by the kind-hearted landlady to go on to the top floor. "You will find a pretty little girl in the garret, all by herself. Say you are to bring her down to my room, as soon as her mamma has gone out." Mrs. Westerfield's habitual neglect of her eldest child was known to every person in the house. Even the new servant had heard of it.
The Landlord. Mrs. Westerfield's destination was the public-house in which she had been once employed as a barmaid. Entering the place without hesitation, she sent in her card to the landlord. He opened the parlor door himself and invited her to walk in. "You wear well," he said, admiring her. "Have you come back here to be my barmaid again?" "Do you think I am reduced to that?" she answered.
In granting him the week of delay, she approached the subject of his fee for the second time. "How much will it cost me?" she inquired. "I'll tell you when I've done." "That won't do! I must know the amount first." He handed her back her papers for the second time. Mrs. Westerfield's experience of poverty had never been the experience of such independence as this.
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