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He was thinking, as he said: "And her name is Mildare, eh? And you know her?" "I have met her once. She was introduced to me as Miss Lynette Mildare. But just now I find my own affairs unpleasantly absorbing. I am suspected in this place, Mr. Van Busch, and if not actually a prisoner, am certainly under restraint.
"Was yours the only Convent in Gueldersdorp where young ladies were taught?" "It is the only Convent there." "Did you know among the pupils a young person by the name of Mildare?" There is such concentrated essence of spite in Lessie's utterance of the name, that Lynette winces a little, and the faint, sweet colour rises in her cheeks.
Her glance went to him, and joy was mingled with surprise in the face she turned towards the Mother-Superior. "Really, Mother?" The Mother-Superior, though her own still face had flushed with quick, irrepressible resentment at Saxham's tone, said cheerfully: "It is true, my child. Dr. Saxham thinks it will be best for you. Dr. Saxham, this is my ward, Miss Mildare."
I infer nothing, except that Miss Mildare happens to be a live girl, with eyes and the gift of charm, and that the young men are attracted to her as naturally as drones to a honey-pot. Also, that, if she's wise, she will dispose of her honey to the best advantage." Her beady bright eyes snapped suddenly at Saxham, and her small face broke up into laughter. "Ha, ha, ha!
She, the just mistress and wise ruler of so many Sisters in the religious profession; she, so slow to judge and condemn others, was unsparing in austerity towards herself. She had always recognised her greatest weakness in her love for this adopted daughter that might have been her own if Richard Mildare had not played traitor.
She was trying to count them, it seemed, by the movement of her lips. Saxham went on with inexorable patience: "Never mind the buttons. Look at me. Think of the patients at the Hospital who are asking when Lynette Mildare is coming back again. Tell me what I am to say to them, Lynette?" His voice shook over the beloved name.
I hope my attitude towards Miss Mildare is not unchivalrous or ungenerous?" "In manipulating her disadvantage to serve your own interests," says Saxham's terrible voice, "you would undoubtedly be playing a very low-down game." Julius laughs, shortly and huffily. "A low-down game!... Ha, ha, ha! You don't mince your words, Doctor!"
I like my own words to belong to me, my own self. I should be ashamed to owe everything I say to silly Nuttall or stupid old Webster. You're artful, Lynette Mildare, trying to change the conversation. I say you don't sympathise with me properly in my affairs of the heart and you never, never tell me about yours."
My wife had seen the present Mrs. Saxham at Gueldersdorp, and, not knowin' that the surname of Mildare had been taken by her at the wish of her adopted mother, supposed got the maggot into her head that the Mother-Superior's ward might possibly be a a daughter of the man the seal-ring had belonged to, knowing Lord! what a mull I'm making of it! that Mildare had at one time been engaged to marry that" the Major boggled horribly "that uncommonly brave and noble lady, and had, in fact, thrown her over, and made a bolt of it with the wife of his Regimental C.O., Colonel Sir George Hawting."
Do you want Society to say that you have embraced the profession of a Religious, and intend henceforth to employ your talents in teaching sniffy-nosed schoolgirls Greek and Algebra and Mathematics, because this Mildare has jilted you? Again, have you no pride?" She agitated the Britannia-metal teaspoon furiously in the empty tumbler. Lady Bridget-Mary took the tumbler away.
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