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telling her to run no risk of disturbance. Of her own initiative, she brough

er own neglect of that favourite Meeting. She had fallen back on the half-truth that Eustace wanted her in Town; and,

is was well past and Miltoun quite free from

other, whom she found in her bedroom, re

ier; yet, when the maid had gone, she did not at once begin her tale. Lady Valleys, who at Goodwood had just heard details of a Society

ut of danger now, and going on all right." Then, looking hard

ituation conjured up in Barbara's last words. Instead of feeding that part of man which loves a scandal, she was being fed, always an unenviab

o-since it's all through fretting for her. Nobody

muttered La

s save

"Are you telling me the truth, Babs? Is he really out

inch; and her mother r

een retailing to her daughter had included the usual maid. She could not find it in h

to see t

you'd enjoy my thro

mean she do

a w

alleys

oming over from Whitewater, with Bertie and Lily Malvezin, you'd better go and dress;" a

meditation. Her first thought was to consult her husband; her second that s

strange medley of thoughts and feelings, almost comic, well-nigh tragic; of worldly prudence, and motherly instinct; of warm-blooded sympathy with all love-affairs, and cool-blooded concern for her son's career. It was not yet too late perhaps to p

e, she in turn went t

ssed, leaning out of he

s began alm

Eustace out

up to-day for a

danger if you and I went up and

r Eu

rcise your judgment

t last, "I don't suppose it would, n

exhibited a m

Eustace will have to have an ordi

thily at Barb

to her; but one mustn'

bs

d she was visited by all her late disquietude about her young daughter, by all t

" she said, "I

where ten nights ago she had lain tossing, till in

fresh meeting with Harbinger, whom at the Valleys House gatherin

ter, together with the sighing of the young waves, was blown over the wall to the ears of Harbinger, Bertie, Barbara, and Lily Malvezin, when they strolled out after dinner to sniff the sea. The holiday-makers stared dully at the four figures in evening dress looking out above their heads; they had other things t

ystery that he had ever had. His mind, essentially that of a man of affairs, by nature and by habit at home amongst the material aspects of things, was but gropingly conscious that here, in this dark night, and the dark sea, and the pale figure of this girl whose heart was dark to him and secret, t

id; "have you

hout turn of head, n

told

ou have to say

alk about-the ru

Something sinister was making her behave like this to h

his throat. No! If there were anything in that

passed, very silent, their ar

nd walked away t