Her Faithful Knight — page 177: what you’re looking at

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For Phyllis’ Sake. 173 “IT? No. How should I have seen her? But I believe they are very much alike, so no doubt she is beautiful. And Dorothy adores her.” “T cannot understand these ice-cold young English women, who love their sisters better than their sweet- hearts,” observed Lady Derrick. “But if marrying her will make you happy, why, you must marry her, I suppose. And 1 will do anything in the world to help you, my dearest one.’ So she treated Dorothy, after lunch, to more anecdotes of her son’s infancy and boyhood, all tending to show him in a heroic and irresistible light, and she dilated upon his filial devotion and upon the persecution he had en- dured for many years from his jealous brothers and sisters and his unforgiving father—persecution which had driven him from his home and made an exile of him in France and Italy for nearly seven years. Through all that time she described, with tears in her eyes, how he had never forgotten his poor mother, but had constantly written to her and sent her flowers and little gifts in token of his unswerving loyalty and love. “And no doubt, my dear,” Lady Derrick concluded, with feminine astuteness, “it is his fondness for me which makes him so thoroughly understand the love between you and your sister. I assure you, Darcy has spoken of it to me with tears in his eyes. He tells me he has never even seen your sister, but he speaks of her as a brother already.” All these sayings were not without their due weight on Dorothy. But on the last night of the week at Bourne- mouth the Hon. Darcy did much to imperil his chances of success by his own indiscretion. The theatre was less empty than usual in the more expensive parts, it having got about among some of the fashionable hotels in the town that “Love’s Right” was Eomichbooks (S@)