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'Mr Broune, I love him better, always shall love him better, than anything in the world. This was calculated to damp the lover's ardour, but he probably reflected that should he now be successful, time might probably change the feeling which had just been expressed. 'Mr Broune, she said, 'I am now so agitated that you had better leave me. And it is very late.
Any place will be the same to me now. 'I don't see why you should say that. 'What does it matter? 'You wouldn't think of going out of London. 'Why not? I suppose I had better go wherever I can live cheapest. 'I should be sorry that you should be settled where I could not see you, said Mr Broune plaintively. 'So shall I, very. You have been more kind to me than anybody. But what am I to do?
'I hope you'll learn to know that a woman can really be grateful, she replied. Then she let go his hand and moved away to some other guest. There was a dash of true sincerity in what she had said. Of enduring gratitude it may be doubtful whether she was capable: but at this moment she did feel that Mr Broune had done much for her, and that she would willingly make him some return of friendship.
'Your mother, said Mr Broune, 'has made up her mind that she will not absolutely beggar your sister and herself in order that your indulgence may be prolonged for a few months. She cannot make you go to Germany of course. But she can turn you out of her house, and, unless you go, she will do so. 'I don't think she ever said that, Mr Broune. 'No; she has not said so.
Whither should she take herself? Perhaps the bitterest drop in her cup had come from those words of Mr Broune forbidding her to write more novels. After all, then, she was not a clever woman, not more clever than other women around her! He would not thus have crushed her without a reason. Though he was hard to her now, he who used to be so soft, he was very good.
'No doubt you understand all about it. 'Yes; I understand. D scoundrel! 'We won't discuss that, Mr Melmotte. I've drawn a cheque myself payable to your order, to make the matter all straight. The sum was £250, I think. And Mr Broune put a cheque for that amount down upon the table. 'I dare say it's all right, said Mr Melmotte. 'But, remember, I don't think that this absolves him.
'Just so; and therefore we must make it different. I wonder how our friend Broune felt when he saw that his critic had declared that the "Criminal Queens" was the greatest historical work of modern days. 'I didn't see the notice. There isn't much in the book, certainly, as far as I have looked at it. I should have said that violent censure or violent praise would be equally thrown away upon it.
She got from him no further statement, but she was sure that there was a story to be told which would reach her ears sooner or later. That evening, about nine o'clock, Mr Broune called in Welbeck Street. He very often did call now, coming up in a cab, staying for a cup of tea, and going back in the same cab to the office of his newspaper.
He was inclined to think that Sir Felix should go to the colonies. 'That he might drink himself to death, said Lady Carbury, who now had no secrets from Mr Broune. Sir Felix in the meantime was still in the doctor's hands upstairs. He had no doubt been very severely thrashed, but there was not in truth very much ailing him beyond the cuts on his face.
'I should simply take the key of the house from him, or bolt the door if he will not give it up. 'And be in bed, and listen while he knocks, knowing that he must wander in the streets if I refuse to let him in? A mother cannot do that, Mr Broune. A child has such a hold upon his mother.
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