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I sold out, and then I said to myself: 'Now, Lanigan, my boy, if you don't want to be a beastly pauper for the rest of your life, you had better go home. Honestly, I was frightened, and it seemed to me I should never be safe until I was back in Lethbury.
Budd produced this article punctually, and a moment or two later was bearing its wearer captive down the aisle. At the wedding-breakfast Lethbury caught his wife's eye fixed on him in mild disapproval, and understood that his hilarity was exceeding the bounds of fitness.
Lethbury saw that she was consoled for the sense of her own inferiority by the thought of what Jane's intellectual companionship must be to him; and he tried to keep up the illusion by enduring with what grace he might the blighting edification of Jane's discourse. As Jane grew up, he sometimes avenged himself by wondering if his wife was still sorry that they had not called her Muriel.
Cristie and live in Lethbury in one of these cool, quaint houses with the quiet and shade and the flowers at least for a few years until his fortunes should improve. He had a notion that Mrs. Cristie would like that sort of thing. She seemed so fond of country life. He would write and she would help him. He would work in the vegetable garden, and she among the flowers.
Lethbury accompanied his wife to the hospital in a mood of chastened wonder. It did not occur to him to oppose her wish. He knew, of course, that he would have to bear the brunt of the situation: the jokes at the club, the inquiries, the explanations. He saw himself in the comic role of the adopted father, and welcomed it as an expiation.
"If I had known," said Lanigan Beam, as late that night he sat smoking with Walter Lodloe in the top room of the tower, "that that old rascal was capable of stealing my ladder in order to make love to my girl, I should have had a higher respect for him. Well, I'm done for, and now I shall lose no time in saying good-by to the Squirrel Inn and Lethbury." "Why so?" asked his companion in surprise.
Petter was so good to me, that I quite long to spend a summer there with my child." "Well, I'm glad he knows you are comin', but if he didn't, I was goin' ter say to you that you'd better go on to Lethbury, and then see what you could do with Stephen to-morrow. It's no use stoppin' at his house without givin' notice, and like as not it ain't no use then." "Is Mr. Petter's house filled?" asked Mrs.
"Of course," she said, "he comes here because of Elise." The young lady in question, a friend of Jane's, was possessed of attractions which had already been found to explain the presence of masculine visitors. Lethbury risked a denial. "I don't think he does," he declared. "But Elise is thought very pretty," Mrs. Lethbury insisted. "I can't help that," said Lethbury doggedly.
But the young widow did not wish at that moment to think of her nurse-maid or even of her baby, and certainly not to give her attention to the tales of her landlady and the spinster from Lethbury. "I must admit," she said, "that I cannot see that what you tell me is so very, very dreadful, but I will speak to Ida about it.
While her parents went about dissembling their emotions, she seemed to have none to conceal. She betrayed neither eagerness nor surprise; so complete was her unconcern that there were moments when Lethbury feared it was obtuseness, when he could hardly help whispering to her that now was the moment to lower the net. Meanwhile the velocity of Mr.
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