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Should you care to give a reply to these queries, send me a line addressed to London, which I shall get on my way to Paris. Yours most truly, As soon as he had concluded, and despatched this letter, Vargrave wrote to Mr. Winsley as follows:
Butler, he might have reckoned on me just as much as when in his elections he used to put five thousand pounds in my hands, and say, 'Winsley, no bribery, it is wicked; let this be given in charity. Did any one ever know how that money went? Was your uncle ever accused of corruption? But, my lord, surely you will take some refreshment?" Come, Mr.
"If you could take C in your way?" "To be sure. Staunch must not be lost. We cannot throw away a single vote, much more one of such weight, eighteen stone at the least! I'll stop at C on pretence of seeing after my ward's houses, and have a quiet conference with Mr. Winsley. Hem! Peers must not interfere in elections, eh? Well, good-by: take care of yourself.
"I saw him at the window, my lord," said Mr. Winsley, taking a pinch of snuff. "Oh, the deuce! I'm in for it," thought Lumley. "Very strange, indeed! but how can you account for it? Ah, perhaps the health of Lady Vargrave she was so very delicate then, and my poor uncle lived for her you know that he left all his fortune to Miss Cameron?" "Miss Cameron! Who is she, my lord?"
Jessie Winsley repeated this speech to Henrietta, little thinking what anguish it would cause. Henrietta had very little pride, very little proper pride some people might have said; she did not at all mind giving a great deal more than she got. But this speech, which was not, after all, so very malignant, drove her to despair.
It may be as well to add, that, on wishing Lord Vargrave good-night, Mr. Winsley whispered in his ear, "Your lordship's friend, Lord Staunch, need be under no apprehension, we are all right!" THIS is the house, sir. Love's Pilgrimage, Act iv, sc. 2. Redeunt Saturnia regna.* VIRGIL. * "A former state of things returns."
"If you could take C in your way?" "To be sure. Staunch must not be lost. We cannot throw away a single vote, much more one of such weight, eighteen stone at the least! I'll stop at C on pretence of seeing after my ward's houses, and have a quiet conference with Mr. Winsley. Hem! Peers must not interfere in elections, eh? Well, good-by: take care of yourself.
"Well, you shall give me the address and a letter of introduction, and so much for that matter. But to return to politics;" and here Lord Vargrave ran eloquently on, till Mr. Winsley thought him the only man in the world who could save the country from that utter annihilation, the possibility of which he had never even suspected before.
His good health and a fair wife to him." Miss Winsley glanced at Mamma, and then at a younger sister; and then there was a titter, and then a fluttering, and then a rising, and Mr. Winsley, Lord Vargrave, and the slim secretary were left alone.
Alice had one daughter, as was supposed, by a former marriage; that daughter was the offspring of him whose name she bore yes, of the false Butler! that daughter is Evelyn Cameron!" "Liar! devil!" cried Maltravers, springing to his feet, as if a shot had pierced his heart. "Proofs! proofs!" "Will these suffice?" said Vargrave, as he drew forth the letters of Winsley and Lady Vargrave.
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