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Toward the middle of November, her aunt, Lady Westwick, had arranged to go to her house in Paris, and Jessie was, of course, to accompany her to accompany her into that very circle of the best English and the best French society which contained in it the elements most adverse to George's hopes.
After providing for the education of Miss Yelverton under the direction of her guardians, and for her residence, under ordinary circumstances, with the major's sister, Lady Westwick, the clause concluded by saddling the child's future inheritance with this curious condition: From the period of her leaving school to the period of her reaching the age of twenty-one years, Miss Yelverton was to pass not less than six consecutive weeks out of every year under the roof of one of her two guardians.
On the day when Number Fourteen was again vacant, an English lady travelling alone with her maid arrived at the hotel, saw the room, and at once engaged it. The lady was Mrs. Norbury. She had left Francis Westwick at Milan, occupied in negotiating for the appearance at his theatre of the new dancer at the Scala. Not having heard to the contrary, Mrs.
Sisters of his lordship, Lady Barville, married to Sir Theodore Barville, Bart.; and Anne, widow of the late Peter Norbury, Esq., of Norbury Cross. Bear his lordship's relations well in mind, Doctor. Three brothers Westwick, Stephen, Francis, and Henry; and two sisters, Lady Barville and Mrs. Norbury.
It was Henry Westwick. Mrs. Ferrari clasped her hands in gratitude as she recognised him. 'Go in, sir! she cried. 'Go in, directly. That dreadful woman is with Miss Agnes. Go and protect her! 'What woman? Henry asked. The answer literally struck him speechless. With amazement and indignation in his face, he looked at Mrs.
I am the younger brother of the late Lord Montbarry. 'The late Lord Montbarry! Mr. Troy exclaimed. 'My brother died at Venice yesterday evening. There is the telegram. With that startling answer, he handed the paper to Mr. Troy. The message was in these words: 'Lady Montbarry, Venice. To Stephen Robert Westwick, Newbury's Hotel, London. It is useless to take the journey.
Stephen Westwick as governess to their children! Henry's bewilderment was not to be expressed in words. 'They won't believe you are in earnest, he said. 'Why not? Agnes asked quietly. 'You are my brother Stephen's cousin; you are his wife's old friend. 'All the more reason, Henry, for trusting me with the charge of their children.
'You will know what has become of him, Miss Lockwood, when the time is ripe for it. Agnes started. 'I don't understand you, she said. 'How shall I know? Will some one tell me? 'Some one will tell you. Henry could keep silence no longer. 'Perhaps, your ladyship may be the person? he interrupted with ironical politeness. She answered him with contemptuous ease. 'You may be right, Mr. Westwick.
The girls hung round her in tears at her departure; the youngest of them wanted to go back with Agnes to London. Half in jest, half in earnest, she said to her old friend at parting, 'If your governess leaves you, keep the place open for me. Mrs. Westwick laughed. The wiser children took it seriously, and promised to let Agnes know.
Men looked at each other, and repeated the three startling words, 'Ten thousand pounds! Driven fairly to the wall, the lawyer made a last effort to defend his position. 'May I ask who made that settlement a condition of the marriage? he said. 'Surely it was not the Countess herself?. Henry Westwick answered, 'it was the Countess's brother'; and added, 'which comes to the same thing.
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