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'Captain Knox thinks her the best of the bunch, said she in confidence to Martha, when on the subject of 'our young ladies, 'and so do I Miss Agatha is rather commonplace, to my mind, though she is a good mistress, and Miss Gwendoline is always catching up one and taking one's breath away. Miss Elfrida is very pleasant, but she's always the same.
Some day, perhaps he broke off suddenly, and looked with a wistful look into her deep grey eyes. His resolution failed him. "One kiss," he said, "Gwendoline!" His voice was choking. The beautiful girl, turning towards him with a wild sob, fell, yielding herself on his breast, and cried hot tears of joy at that evident sign that, in spite of all he said, he still really loved her.
That game was lost. And, being a man of feeling, he regretted it bitterly. Gwendoline, for her part, hurried home, all aglow with remorse and excitement. When she reached the house, she went straight up in haste to her own bedroom. In spite of her promise, all woman that she was, she couldn't resist sitting down at once and inditing a hurried note to Granville Kelmscott.
Susan, never far from Jaffery during her off-time, came running up. "Hallo, is that your young 'un?" Mr. Fendihook asked. "Come and say how d'ye do, Gwendoline." Susan advanced shyly. He shook hands with her, chucked her under the chin and paid her the ill compliment of saying that she was the image of her father.
She was such a beautiful creature, so tall and fair and graceful, and she was so awfully afraid, and he was so awfully fond of her, that he loved to torture her thus and hold her dangling in his power. "No, Gwendoline," he said slowly, drawing his words out by driblets, so as to prolong her suspense, "I oughtn't to have mentioned it at all. It's a professional secret. I retract what I said.
You say you have had suitors since you came down here. You hinted to me that you could mention the name of him you wished to marry. So be it. Mention it to Gwendoline to any one you like, but not to me." He strides towards the doorway. He has almost turned the corner. "Thaddeus!" cries a small, but frantic voice. If dying he would hear that and turn.
Go by all means, Victor, and give Gwendoline my love. We shall expect you back to dinner." The young man colored like a girl. He glanced uneasily at Edith, but Miss Darrell had taken up a photograph book of literary celebrities, and was immersed therein. Would she understand him, he wondered would she know it was because he could not endure the suspense at home?
One of them, however, is three-and-thirty, counting by actual years the peerage gives it in cold blood. It is the Lady Gwendoline Drexel. Her companion is the Honorable Mary Howard, just nineteen, and just "out." Lady Gwendoline yawns drearily over her book Algernon Swineburne's latest and pulls out her watch impatiently every few minutes. "What can keep Portia?" she exclaims, with irritation.
"Nay, father," said Gwendoline, gently interrupting, "Wisconsin is not Edwin's own name: that is, I believe, the name of his estate. My lover's name is Edwin Einstein." "Einstein," repeated the earl dubiously "an Indian name perhaps; yet the Indians are many of them of excellent family. An ancestor of mine..." "Father," said Gwendoline, again interrupting, "here is a portrait of Edwin.
Clifford continued, screwing up his small face with a very wise air, "is more than I can conceive; for I'm sure the Gildersleeves angled hard enough in their time to catch young Kelmscott, by hook or by crook, for their gawky daughter; and now that young Kelmscott telegraphs over to say he's coming home post haste to marry her, Miss Gwendoline faints away, if you please, as she reads the news, and the judge himself goes upstairs as soon as he gets home, and takes to his bed incontinently.
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