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With those words, Captain Wragge opened his pocketbook and wrote down the address from Noel Vanstone's dictation, as follows: "Admiral Bartram, St. Crux-in-the-Marsh, near Ossory, Essex." "Good!" cried the captain, closing his pocketbook again. "The only difficulty that stood in our way is now cleared out of it. Patience, Mr. Vanstone patience!
She added those last words in a soothing tone, for she saw that Noel Vanstone's indignation was fast merging into alarm. The coachman's outburst of exhortation seemed to have inspired him with fear, as well as disgust. He dipped the pen in the ink, and signed the Will without uttering a word. The cook looked away from Mrs. "Thank you," said Mrs. Lecount, in her friendliest manner.
But Magdalen had seen Captain Wragge's signal with the camp-stool, and had at once diverted Noel Vanstone to the topic of himself and his possessions by a neatly-timed question about his house at Aldborough. "I don't wish to alarm you, Miss Bygrave," were the first words of Noel Vanstone's which caught Mrs.
Vanstone's daughters are Nobody's Children, and the law leaves them helpless at their uncle's mercy." Helpless when those words were spoken helpless still, after all that she had resolved, after all that she had sacrificed.
One of their old servants accompanied her to Aldborough, her object in traveling to that place being what the landlady of the hotel had stated it to be. The family reverses have, it seems, had a serious effect on Miss Vanstone's younger sister, who has left her friends and who has been missing from home for some time.
"I think Magdalen is feeling the reaction, after yesterday," said Mrs. Vanstone, quietly. "It is just as we thought. Now the theatrical amusements are all over, she is fretting for more." Here was an opportunity of letting in the light of truth on Mrs. Vanstone's mind, which was too favorable to be missed. Miss Garth questioned her conscience, saw her chance, and took it on the spot.
On the tenth morning she receives the letter from Zurich; and if you only carry out my instructions, Mr. Vanstone, as sure as you sit there, to Zurich she goes." Noel Vanstone's color began to rise again, as the captain's stratagem dawned on him at last in its true light. "And what am I to do at St. Crux?" he inquired. "Wait there till I call for you," replied the captain. "As soon as Mrs.
The most liberal man alive might object to her sister, I think." "It's hard, sir, to make Miss Vanstone suffer for her sister's faults." "Faults, do you call them? You have a mighty convenient memory, George, when your own interests are concerned." "Call them crimes if you like, sir I say again, it's hard on Miss Vanstone. Miss Vanstone's life is pure of all reproach.
Miss Vanstone's resources stretch easily enough to the limits of our personal wants; including piano-forte hire for practice, and the purchase and making of the necessary dresses. But the expenses of starting the Entertainment are beyond the reach of any means we possess.
When this proposal was received, Mr. Clare, as usual, first shifted his own character as Frank's father on Mr. Vanstone's shoulders and then moderated his neighbor's parental enthusiasm from the point of view of an impartial spectator. "It's the finest chance for Frank that could possibly have happened," cried Mr. Vanstone, in a glow of fatherly enthusiasm.
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