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'Be so good as to take that chair, she said. Helpless under her first bewildering sense of failure not knowing what to say or what to do next Mrs. Ferrari mechanically obeyed. Lady Montbarry, rising on the sofa for the first time, watched her with undisguised scrutiny as she crossed the room then sank back into a reclining position once more.
She had noticed, and still remembered the situation did Master Henry suppose she had lost the use of her senses, because she happened to be nigh on eighty years old? The teeth had been made for the first Lord Montbarry. Henry never revealed the existence of this last link in the chain of discovery to any living creature, his brother Stephen included.
She used to encourage him to talk to her about all his affairs how he got on with his wife, and how pressed he was for money, and such like just as if they were equals. Contemptible that's what I call it. 'And his master? Agnes continued. 'How did Ferrari get on with Lord Montbarry? 'My lord used to live shut up with his studies and his sorrows, Mrs.
I have felt for him to-night, what I am ashamed to think I never felt for him before. Lord Montbarry took his brother's hand. 'You are a good fellow, Henry, he said; 'but are you quite sure that you have not been needlessly distressing yourself?
His lordship could not conveniently spare time enough for the journey to Venice, but he and Lady Montbarry arranged to accompany Mrs. Norbury and Mr. Francis Westwick as far on their way to Italy as Paris. Five days since, they took their departure to meet their travelling companions in London; leaving me here in charge of the three dear children.
A stupid old woman was discovered who did the housework at the palace, arriving in the morning and going away again at night. She had never seen the lost courier she had never even seen Lord Montbarry, who was then confined to his room. Her ladyship, 'a most gracious and adorable mistress, was in constant attendance on her noble husband. The meals were sent in from a restaurant.
'He had arranged to start for England to-morrow, and to leave you and Lady Montbarry and the children to enjoy your holiday in Venice, under my care. Circumstances have occurred, however, which have forced him to alter his plans. He must take you all back with him to-morrow because I am not able to assume the charge of you. I am obliged to give up my holiday in Italy, and return to England too.
The strange conduct of Lady Montbarry added a new perplexity to the doubts and misgivings that troubled her. There stood the adventuress whose character had left its mark on society all over Europe the Fury who had terrified Mrs. Ferrari at the hotel inconceivably transformed into a timid, shrinking woman!
Agnes looked at him in some little perplexity: she was not quite sure whether she understood him or not. 'Are you really obliged to go back? she asked. Henry smiled as he answered her. 'Keep the secret, he said, 'or Montbarry will never forgive me! She read the rest in his face. 'Oh! she exclaimed, blushing brightly, 'you have not given up your pleasant holiday in Italy on my account?
Kiss the children for me a thousand times and never mind their education for the present! Pack up instantly, my dear, and I will be fonder of you than ever. Your affectionate friend, Adela Montbarry. Agnes folded up the letter; and, feeling the need of composing herself, took refuge for a few minutes in her own room.
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