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Updated: May 29, 2025
"You shouldn't make silly resolutions." As Windebank did not speak for some moments, Mavis looked at her surroundings. Men and women in evening dress were beginning to trickle in from theatres, concerts, and music hall. She noticed how they all wore a bored expression, as if it were with much of an effort that they had gone out to supper. "Don't move!
Mavis would not hear of it, till Windebank pointed out that her child's health might be permanently injured by further residence in unwholesome Halverton Street. Before Mavis fell in with his request, she stipulated that she was not to pay more than a pound a week for any rooms she might engage.
Keep looking like that," cried Windebank suddenly. "Why?" she asked, quickly turning to him. "Now you've spoiled it," he complained. "Spoiled what?" "Your expression. Good heavens!" The exclamation was a signal for retrospection on Windebank's part. When he next spoke, he said: "Is your name, by any wonderful chance, Mavis Keeves?" "What?" "Answer my question.
After being here a year or two, and no preferment coming, Secretary Windebank calling him Puritan, being his enemy, because himself was a Papist, he was, by his elder brother, put into the place of the King's Remembrancer, absolutely, with this proviso, that he should be accountable for the use of the income; but if in seven years he would pay 8,000 pounds for it to his brother, then it should be his, with the whole revenue of it; but the war breaking out presently after, put an end to this design; for, being the King's sworn servant, he went to the King at Oxford, as well as his fellows, to avoid the fury of this madness of the people, where, having been almost a year, we married, as I said before; and I will continue my discourse where we left.
Strive as she might, she could not hide from herself how much happier would have been her lot if she had loved and married Windebank. It also seemed to her as if fate had done much to bring them together.
"I shall never love anyone else." "Not even Windebank?" She cried out in agony of spirit. "Forgive me, darling," he said. "I will keep faithful too." They walked for some moments in silence. "Do one thing for me," pleaded Mavis. "And that?" "We are near my nook at least I call it that.
She had already noted the abundance with which Mavis was surrounded. "Have you a gentleman friend, dear?" she presently asked in her soft, caressing voice. "I have one very dear friend," remarked Mavis, thinking of Windebank. "I hope you're very careful," remarked Mrs Taylor. "What do you mean?" "Excuse my mentioning it, but gentlemen will be gentlemen where a pretty girl is concerned."
She often spoke of this watering-place, till at last it was decided that, as she had this resort so constantly in her mind, it might do her good to go there. Even then, it was many more weeks before she was well enough to be moved. She remained in a condition of torpor which the visits of Windebank or Miss Toombs failed to dissipate.
"Whatever are you doing?" protested Mavis. "Wasn't it your wish?" he asked. "Not this. Please, please get me out and away." The next moment, Windebank, dragging Mavis after him, was vigorously making a passage through those who surrounded them. Once he saw his way clear, he ran forward, still keeping hold of her, and dragged her up Bond Street.
She had long debated in her mind if she should apply the gold-mounted dressing case which Windebank had sent her for a wedding present to a purchase very near to her heart. She knew that, if he could know of the purpose to which she contemplated devoting it, and of her straightened circumstances, he would wish her to do as she desired.
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