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Primmins opened the door to them with his usual well-trained and imperturbable demeanour. "Miss Vancourt is not at home?" began Roxmouth tentatively. "Miss Vancourt has left for the Continent, my lord," replied Primmins, sedately. Longford exchanged a swift glance with his patron. The latter gave a slight, weary shrug of his shoulders. "Miss Bourne." began Longford then. "Miss Bourne and Mr.
Aunt Emily says all I have to do to show my sense of proper feeling and gratitude to her for her care of me is to marry and marry well marry Lord Roxmouth, in short he will be a duke when his father dies, and Aunt Emily would like to have the satisfaction of leaving her millions to enrich an English dukedom.
Miss Vancourt will be the Duchess before next year!" "Not a bit of it! Next year Miss Vancourt will still be Miss Vancourt!" said Charlemont. emphatically "She's a woman of character, and if she doesn't intend to marry Roxmouth, nothing will make her. She's got a mind of her own, most women's minds are the minds of their favourite men."
Maryllia laughed, and blushed sweetly too, as John bent over her and kissed her with a very expressive look of tenderness, not to say proprietorship. "It's true, John!" she said "Lord Roxmouth has married Aunt Emily!" John's blue eyes lighted with sudden laughter. "Well done!" he exclaimed, gaily "Anything for the millions, evidently! What a comfort to think he has secured them at last!
Had a bombshell suddenly exploded in the dining-room, the effect could hardly have been more stupefying than these words. There was an awful pause. The women, holding the unlit cigarettes delicately between their fingers, looked enquiringly at their hostess. The men stared; Lord Roxmouth laughed.
He had set his heart on appearing at sundry garden- parties in the neighbourhood during the summer with Lord Roxmouth under his portly wing he had meant to hurl Lord Roxmouth here, Lord Roxmouth there at all the less 'distinguished' people around him, so that they should almost sink into the dust with shame because they had not had the honour of sheltering his lordship within their walls, and he had expected to add considerably to his own importance by 'helping on' the desired union between Roxmouth Castle and the Vaneourt millions.
That he had bought Badsworth Hall as it stood, pictures, books, furniture and all, for what was to him a mere trifle; and that he was now assuming to himself by lawful purchase, the glory of the whole deceased Badsworth family. Lord Roxmouth shrugged his shoulders in contempt.
"I have never met Lord Roxmouth myself" he said "But I have heard Longford speak of him. Longford however rather 'makes' for society. I do not. Longford is quite at home with dukes and duchesses " "Or professes to be " put in Maryllia, with a slight smile. "Or professes to be, I accept the correction!" agreed Adderley.
Tapple, breathing hard and curtseying profoundly to the 'future Dook' declared she ''adn't heard nothink, and ''adn't 'ad no orders. Miss Vancourt's letters and telegrams all went up to the Manor as usual. Whereupon, still guided by the astute Longford, Roxmouth so far obeyed Maryllia's parting suggestion as to go and 'kindly call' upon Lady Wicketts and Miss Fosby at the Manor itself.
Lord Roxmouth, with the easy assurance of one who is conscious of his own position, remarked with kindly banter: "Won't you stay with us, Mr. Walden? Are you obliged to go?" Walden looked at him unflinchingly, yet with a smile. "When a man elects to speak his mind, Lord Roxmouth, his room is better than his company!"
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