Tiny Luttrell
is hat with a sweep and swiftness that amounted almost to a flourish, nor Christina from noticing this and his clothes. He was so admirably attired in summer gray that she took pleasure in reflec
ght have been di
ord Manister declared,
id Christina, smiling. "
with some wooden things under his arm. He wouldn't see me, b
ates, which they had both very stupidly forgotten; she added
nobleman. "Ah, they'
tridges; you can't shoo
he studied his boots among the daisies. Christina smiled as sh
n. Perhaps you could do with the trap and my mare on the bridge; she's something special, I assure you. And I have been thinking-if you think
lfully hesitating before giving him a gracious answer. For when she spoke it was to say, with a smile at his anxiety, "Really, you are very considerate, Lord Maniste
ster, who would have been very sorry to believe what he was saying. "I dare
a-"the light is so excellent just
tralia was better for
t to beat this morning anywhere; the great thing
u like E
s corner of England; I haven
imply. Then he paused. "How strange to meet you here, though!" he added, as if he c
tedly; "for I am sure I told you that my sister and her husband had taken Essin
to forget it. To be sure yo
member saying that y
ister smiled. Nor was the smile one of his best, which were charmin
dness and humility which made Christina tingle in a sudden appreciation
marked Christina reflectivel
, as he added strangely: "You do and say so many foolish things without a decent why or wherefore. They're
d where the dogcart had vanished and would reappear. She, however, was the next
hen we met in town; if I had I shouldn't have known it was yours. I ne
cried Manister earnestly,
; for his reply was a triumphant flourish of the opinion she desired him to hold, to show he
is fingers were entangled in his watch-chain; and in the knowledge that the greater awkwardness was on his side she
dn't mention our having taken
n whether you w
mean to say, it crossed my mind-that perhaps
slipped from her head and fallen round her shoulders. The coolness of her face against the black velvet exas
ister," said the girl calmly, and not w
n't mind m
am delighted. Wh
behaved li
ced. "You went away without s
ithout saying
g oth
ply. "You and I wer
ce passed over Lord Manister's shoulder. He knew tha
n friends," he re
think we
thought
d, but her eyes stil
uietly. "Whatever it was, it didn't last long; but I forgive that fr
etting you talked about?
hristina after a moment's hesitation. "The rest was nonsense; an
fended by her abuse of the word. "It was not nonsense!" he cried. "It was something either better or worse. I
e pitiable; but Christ
passive party, though others said differently. All I have to forgive is what you made other people say; but th
if you knew what has been in my heart all this time, you would pity one. You have haunted me! I have been good for nothing ever since I came back to England. My people will tell
as she colored, the trot of a horse
about it," she whispered
all out?" he
ourse
ogcart at the bend
start
as it drew up on the bridge she murmured, "I think we had better let well alone," without look
ion. Thanks to Lord Manister's tact, that look did not last. Manister, who had his own impression of young Luttrell's character, and had not to be shrewd to guess the other's attitude toward himself, brought his most graceful manner to bear on the situation. With Tiny Luttrell, during the bad quarter o
er ready to return, with interest, some fancied slight; but Christina had never known him rude to anyone going out of his way to be polite to him, as Lord Manister was doing this morning. She divined that politeness from a nobleman was not less gratifying to Herbert because he happened to have maligned the nobleman with much industry. Herbert's modest desire wa
on't move, Luttrell. I'm going to help your sister. Hadn't
time care seemed to be taken by the photographers, while Lord Manister stood at a little distance, laughing a good deal. He was pressed to stand in the foreground, b
era was being packed away, "you're a crick
an replied, "but I haven't played o
it; come over and
eclaring that he shoul
great cricketer,"
bad, considering it was only made last winter, and there's a professor to bowl to yo
me within measurable distance of offending the tou
rd Manister drove off in the opposite direction, with another slightly ornamental sweep of his hat. "
d over for you next t
Lord Manister
ent of him to send back the trap for me. But I didn't want to ge
el
her by
went down on his knees for his sins; I hope you gave him fits! But look h
"There's nothing to hide. But-you can b
you like-but he's on the job now i
hope he isn't,"
as not o
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