” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. I said as how I’d tell Mr Jarvis as he wanted to take you away. " "You hear, my son," said the widow eagerly. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. ‘What did you tell Valade?’ ‘Well, when I asked him what he wanted, he told me straight out that he had been told his wife was related to Jarvis Remenham, and he had come to see whoever lived here now that Jarvis was dead. Wished to see you. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. To such characters, fine actions are in themselves sufficient. “Nor am I going to,” she answered, smiling.
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