Guy Earlscourt's Wife — page 200: what you’re looking at

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188 In Which Miss Lisle is Disposed Of. they reached the East Cliff. His lordship followed tneim into the house. Miss Lisle and Mrs. Galbraith went at once to their respective apartments, and Sir Vane, yawning very much, looked well disposed to follow; but his lordship vid his hand familiarly om his shoulder, and detained him. “Rather an unseasonable hour, I know,” he said, blandly, “but could I have a word with you in private, Sir Vane, be- fore you retire?” The baronet looked at him: in surprise, and led the way toward his study. A fire burned in the grate, two easy- ehairs were placed before it, a pair of wax lights on the man- tel. Kv their light the baronet saw that his lordship looked as widely awake, as little sleepy, as though it had beer hich noon. He flung himself impatiently into one of the armchairs, and pulled out his watch. “Half-past five, Montalien,” he said; “and I’m infernally sleepy. Look sharp about it, will you, or I shall be as fast as a church before you are half through.” “IT have no such fear, my dear Sir Vane; you wil: not go to sleep until you have heard every word, I am quite sure. Can you guess, in the least, what it is I wish to say?” “I am no Oedipus, but I may venture to surmise, it is something about my ward. ‘ “Precisely, Sir Vane.” “T noticed she cut you dead all night, and in . the carriage coming home. Have you and: she had a quarrel? She's the devil’s own temper, I believe, when her blood’s up.” “Quite right in every respect, Sir Vane. We have quar- reled, and she has the devil’s own temper. Now who do you suppose she inherits that unhappy disposition from? Not her mother, surely—Lady Charteris, it seems to me, was the gentlest of created beings.” The baronet rose from his chair—his dark face turning oNow. “What do you mean?” he asked. “What has the name of Lady Charteris to do with Miss Lislé?” “Sit down, Sir Vane; pray don’t excite yourself. I merely said Paulina must inherit her temper and headstrong dispo- sition from Robert Lisle, Lady Charteris being the most tractable ot wives, the most yielding of women.” “Lord Montalien, what am I to understand “That [ know all,” his lordship interrupted, tersely, “That Lady Charteris—nay, give her her rightful name— Mrs. Robert, Lisle, is Paulina’s mother \” The baronet sani down in his seat, livid with amaze ment and consternation, 9 ~ “By make “By Lisle thinks one Se€ Pauli your ¢€ He 1 very “Tf sit.” “Th is qu Jown, is wel ne ne is tall knew the m The with r Lady exile, ¢ never — himsel: of kno “Thi Lmooth some 1 perhap ng. J your Geoffre Valet n The “Ah man d made | duly v Lyndit kind: o: sort of ‘ihe lo hervou later n By the comicbooks.com