The Argosy — page 169: what you’re looking at

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Parkwater. 159 hfted his hat. Strictly speaking, he was no longer Captain Devereux, as he had sold out; but habit made the title familiar. Lord Tennygal linked his arm within his brother-in-law’s, and drew him on. ‘‘Stop a bit, Tennygal. Who's that?” ““ Nobody that need concern you. The governess. How have you managed over yonder?” “IT have not managed at all,” was the reply, accompanied by an oath. In those days swearing was thought fashionable, and Captain Devereux kept the fashion up. ** Not managed at all? I suppose you mean with your father.” ‘‘The old man stands out ; he won't advance a stiver. I think he would have done something, but my temper got up, and wecame to hard wor ‘‘ Your temper often gets up when it ought to keep down,” remarked Lord Tennygal. ‘ Well?” “ There was nothing left for me but to make my escape. And, by Jove! I can't feel sure, Tennygal, that I shall not be followed here. Once let the confounded foxes get the scent, and I’m done for.” *¢ And what, I ask, do you mean to doP” ‘“‘T have been turning it over in my mind, and I think a good plan would be for you to write to the old man ——” ‘I will not interfere between you and Sir Archibald,” interrupted the Earl. “You won't?” | “TI won’t. I have no right to do so, and it might make it unpleasant for Bessie.” ‘Then Bessie shall. He'll listen to her: as he would to you. But he won't to me.” ‘* Bessie must do as she thinks best. I will not control her. But were she of my opinion, she would remain neuter.” “What the plague am I to do?” was the angry rejoinder. ‘These confounded matters must be settled, and with speed too; you know that. Why should you put the check on Bessie’s trying to win over Sir Archibald ?” “T don’t put it on. I said I would not control her. But these things are not of a nature that you can explain to my wife.” “ Of course I am not going to give the details to her.” ‘*¢ But they must be given to Sir Archibald. It is only the dire neces- sity that will induce him to listen at all.” “You ought to help me with him, Tennygal,” was the rejoinder. “ Novsense, man! Write a proper statement to Sir Archibald— properly worded, I mean, and apologising for your temper—and crave his assistance, so far as that you cannot do without it. That’s the best thing to do. We will talk it over to-morrow. And, look here—don’t call him the ‘old man’ to Bessie. She does not lke it. It savours CORNICE OOS (GO)