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It was however dreary and uncomfortable, with all these vague anxieties for Mrs. Lyddell, and with the whole house in the unsettled state consequent on missing its moving power.
"Ah! you are not used to such ways," said the governess; "Clara and Lionel are sometimes sad creatures." Breakfast took a very long time, and before it was quite over, Mrs. Lyddell came in, spoke in her rapid, good-natured tone to Marian and Gerald, and remarked rather sharply to Miss Morley that she thought they grew later and later every Sunday.
A pretty pass things are come to when he speaks after that fashion of his own brother! He cared for his friend, indeed!" "No one ever thought of compelling Caroline," pleaded Mrs. Lyddell. "But I tell you he did," interrupted her husband.
"O, pray come!" "And you will return to dinner, I hope, Mr. Arundel," said Mrs. Lyddell, "at half-past seven? Mr. Lyddell will be so glad to see you." Edmund accepted the invitation, and the two cousins went down stairs together. As soon as they were in the carriage, Edmund said, "A lucky moment to come in. It is something to have seen you in all your splendour.
"I know my uncle never thought of these poor children's living with them. He thought Mr. Lyddell a good man of business, but neither he nor my aunt ever dreamed of such a home for them." "Would they have preferred Lady Marchmont's? Marian is very fond of her, and was much gratified by a very nice affectionate letter that she received this morning." "Yes, but I am glad she is out of the question.
After luncheon, he liked best to ride, but against this, Mr. and Mrs. Lyddell set their faces, persuaded that it must be very dangerous.
"Gerald," said Mrs. Lyddell, "I am sorry you have so persisted in your misbehaviour to oblige us to punish you, as we threatened to do. Are you now willing to own that you did wrong?" "I ought not to have spoilt the book," said Gerald boldly, "and I was rude to Miss Morley." "There is a brave boy," said Mr. Lyddell, very much relieved.
Gerald began to play with her, and soon got into quite high spirits, and Marian herself had smiled, nay, almost laughed, before the gentlemen came in from the dining room, when the presence of Mr. Lyddell cast over her a cloud of dull dread and silence, so that she did not through the rest of the evening raise her head three inches from her book. Yet as Mrs. Wortley had said, Mr.
Lionel began to shake off his old schoolboy reserves, and rattle on freely. Clara grew more at ease, and Mr. Lyddell began to be entertained, to be drawn into the conversation, and to narrate his day's doings, just as of old when his wife was there, pleased with their interest in them, making explanations, and diverted with Lionel's merry comments.
"Yes," said Marian, anxiously, "but is it really so very bad? Is there no hope?" "No hope? Who said so?" exclaimed Mrs. Lyddell quickly. "He did," said Marian; "he said Mr. Lyddell told you so." "Was he there?" exclaimed she: "Ah! that was Mr. Lyddell's strong way of putting things! So unfortunate forgetting all about him. Poor fellow! I must go to him directly, and tell him it was no such thing."
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