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"I have the honour to number the Earl of Wyvelstoke among my few friends, he writes to me also occasionally. You are an immensely confiding lover, and your patience is almost superhuman." "However, my waiting is nearly over, I shall see her soon soon!" "In company with every buck, Corinthian and Macaroni in London, Peregrine." "Still I shall see her, sir!"
"Well, I know the redoubtable Jessamy rather well." "We'm settled in the wood beyond Wyvelstoke Park," added Diana, "along by the stream." "I know it," nodded his lordship, "I have killed many a fine trout along that same stream. I shall do myself the pleasure of finding you one of these days, if I may?"
Now at sight of this lonely figure I reined in so suddenly that this solitary person glanced up and I saw the white hair, keen eyes and pale, aquiline features of the Earl of Wyvelstoke. At sight of me he closed the book and rose, and in stern features, in every line of his slender, shabby figure was a stately aloofness that chilled me.
"You would seem to be acquainted with each other! Pray, George, have the goodness to introduce us." "My lord, this this is my nephew, Peregrine young dog " "What, poor Jack's boy?" "The same, sir. Peregrine, his lordship, the Earl of Wyvelstoke. Nephew Peregrine took it into his head to see the world, sir and this is how he does it!" "Admirable!" exclaimed his lordship. "Indeed, Mr.
"Who was it sang so divinely can it be, is it our Diana? But of course it is " "Yes, sir," said I, wondering at his eagerness. "She has a peerless, a wonderful voice, but more she sings with that divine intuition that is genius. I must speak with her meantime, pray present your friend." "This, sir, is my good and kind friend, Jeremy Jarvis; Jerry, his Lordship, the Earl of Wyvelstoke."
Tall she was, with jewels that sparkled in her dark and lustrous hair; how she was gowned I cannot remember, but her white throat was unadorned save for a small gold chain whence hung a plain gold locket, at sight of which my heart seemed to swell within me. Flushed and bright-eyed, she stood beside Lord Wyvelstoke to receive the many guests.
I stammered. "That if indeed you are minded a little late in the day perhaps but if after very mature deliberation you at last think fit to fulfil your pledge to Diana, it will of course be necessary that you first discover her present whereabouts." "Is she not here at Wyvelstoke with you, my lord?" "Emphatically not, sir!" "Then she is with Mrs.
Diana set down the frying pan and turned upon his lordship with a frown. "Is this true?" she demanded. "Are you a lord?" "I am, Diana." "An earl?" "I confess it. But always your pal, I trust, notwithstanding " "Why, then you own Wyvelstoke Park?" "I do." "And this wood?" "Yes, Diana." "An' horses an' carriages an' houses, I suppose?" "Yes, child." "Why, then, you're rich!
And then from the shade of the willows that bordered the stream limped the small and shabby yet stately form of Lord Wyvelstoke. Catching sight of me as I hurried towards him, Lord Wyvelstoke advanced, a vigorous man despite his lameness and silvery hair. "Peregrine who was it?" he enquired, slipping his hand within my arm and glancing round the glade.
"The little wood beside the stream beyond Wyvelstoke," said Diana softly, "that dear place where Love found us in the dawn and you clasped the little locket about my neck, Peregrine." "Which you don't wear now, Diana!" "Which you shall put back one day soon, Peregrine." "Why did you take it off, Diana?" "Because!" she answered. "Because of what?" I persisted.
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