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My word, yes!" replied Lady Woldo, nicely, warmly, yet with a certain perfunctoriness. Edward Henry was astonished that everybody was not passionately enthusiastic about the charm of Elsie's performance. Then Lady Woldo added: "But what a part for Miss Euclid! What a part for her!" And there were murmurs of approbation. Rose Euclid gazed at Edward Henry palely and weakly.
to be opened next Spring. Subscriptions invited. Rollo Wrissell: Senior Trustee. Ralph Alloyd: Architect. Dicks & Pato: Builders. The name of Rollo Wrissell seemed familiar to him, and after a few moments' searching he recalled that Rollo Wrissell was one of the trustees and executors of the late Lord Woldo, the other being the widow and the mother of the new Lord Woldo.
The butler whom he had previously caught sight of opened the great portal. "I want to see Lady Woldo." "Her ladyship " began the formidable official. "Now, look here, my man," said Edward Henry, rather in desperation, "I must see Lady Woldo instantly. It's about the baby " "About his lordship?" "Yes. And look lively, please." He stepped into the sombre and sumptuous hall.
He glanced with sufferance at the window, which offered a close-range view of a whitewashed wall. "Then you weren't in the confidence of your client?" "The late Lord Woldo?" "Yes." "Pardon me." "Obviously you weren't in his confidence as regards this particular matter." "As you say," said Mr. Vulto, with frigid irony. "Well, what are you going to do about it?" "Well nothing." Mr.
He noticed, too, simultaneously, that she was suffering from a heavy cold. A majestic footman behind her closed the door and disappeared. "Are you Lady Woldo?" Edward Henry asked. "Yes," she said. "What's this about my baby?" "I've just seen him in Hyde Park," said Edward Henry. "And I observed that a rash had broken out all over his face." "I know that," she replied.
This court, comprising comparatively uncelebrated young women and men, listened with respect to the conversation of the peeress who called Rose "my dear," the great star-actress, and the now somewhat notorious Five Towns character, Edward Henry Machin. "Miss April is splendid, isn't she?" said Edward Henry to Lady Woldo. "Oh!
"Here I am rambling on," she said. "I always was a rare rambler. What do you want me to do?" "Exert your influence," he replied. "Don't you think it's rather hard on Rose Euclid treating her like this? Of course people say all sorts of things about Rose Euclid " "I won't hear a word against Rose Euclid," cried Lady Woldo.
I should die of laughing." "Well " At this critical point the historic conversation was interrupted by phenomena in the hall which Lady Woldo recognized with feverish excitement. Lord Woldo had safely returned from Hyde Park. Starting up, she invited Edward Henry to wait a little.
He thought and believed: "This is the finest woman I ever saw!" He clearly perceived the inferiority of other women, whom, nevertheless, he admired and liked, such as the Countess of Chell and Lady Woldo. It was not her brains, nor her beauty, nor her stylishness that affected him. No! It was something mysterious and dizzying that resided in every particle of her individuality.
She carried a thick and lovely white shawl, and in this shawl was Lord Woldo and all his many and heavy responsibilities. It was his fancy to take the air thus, in the arms of a woman.
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