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"It was a put off!" responded Maryllia, gaily "It stopped the intended game! Seriously, Eva, I meant it and I do mean it. There's too much Bridge everywhere and I don't think it necessary, I don't think it even decent to keep it going on Sundays." "I suppose the parson of your parish has told you that!" said Lady Beaulyon, suddenly. Maryllia's eyes met hers with a smile.
Maryllia's glance swept over him carelessly. "Much obliged to her, I'm sure!" she said "I can quite imagine the anxiety she felt concerning me! So good of her! Is she a great friend of yours?" Mr. Longford looked slightly disconcerted. "Well, no," he replied "I have only during these last few days through Sir Morton had the pleasure of her acquaintance " "Mr.
"'Ave ye heard as 'ow Miss Maryllia's goin' to marry that fine gen'leman wot's at Badsworth?" pursued Josey, presently, beginning to chuckle as he asked the question "Roxmouth, they calls him; Lord, Lord, what clicketin' talk, like all the grass-'oppers out for a fairin'! She ain't goin' to marry no Roxmouths, bless 'er 'art! she's goin' to stick to the old 'ome an' people, and never leave 'em no more!
Whatever the feelings of John Walden were concerning the incidents that had led him to more or less give himself away, as the saying goes, into Maryllia's hands, he remained happily unconscious of the fact that Lord Roxmouth had overheard his interview with her in the picture-gallery and being a man who never brooded over his own particular small vexations and annoyances, he had determined, as far as might be possible, to put the whole incident behind him, as it were, and try to forget it.
Josey heard all this nonsense babble with delighted interest, and surveyed the tops of his decorated boots with much admiration. "Ain't she a little caution!" he said "She do mind me somehow of th' owld Squire's gel! Ay, she do! Miss Maryllia was just as peart and dauntsome when she was her age. Did I ever tell ye, Passon, 'bout Miss Maryllia's legs an' the wopses' nest?" John started violently.
"I know!" and for a moment Maryllia's fair brows clouded with a shadow of perplexity and annoyance "It is a word that may pass for madness, badness, or any form of social undesirability. But I don't mind! I'm quite aware that Roxmouth, if he cannot marry me, will slander me. It's a way some modern men have of covering their own rejection and defeat.
The knowledge that such a low and vile creature as Oliver Leach had been the cause, and possibly the intentional cause of Maryllia's grievous suffering and injury, moved him to realise for the first time in his life what it was to be conscious of a criminal impulse.
Both would have said had they been asked, that she was much too pretty and delicate to be all alone in the great old house, with no companion of her own age to exchange ideas with by speech or glance, and, with that masculine self-assurance which is common to all the lords of creation, whether they be emperors or household domestics, they would have opined that 'she ought to be married. In which they would have entirely agreed with Maryllia's 'dragon' Aunt Emily.
I daresay! quite without any idea of what the woman was talking about. Maryllia's pretty hair too was ruffled, she having merely taken off her hat in the hall on her return from church, without troubling to go up to her room and 'touch up' her appearance as all the other ladies who had suffered from walking exercise had done, and her eyes looked just a trifle tired.
He would gladly have turned away, but some stronger force than his own held him fast where he stood, stricken with surprise, and a gladness that was almost fear. The swaying gleam of purple came nearer and nearer, and resolved itself at last into definite shape, -Maryllia's face, Maryllia's eyes!
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