The Mating of Lydia by Mrs. Humphry Ward
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vehemently. "Don't you keep a spare bedroom in this place?"
"Noa, we doan't!" said Mrs. Dixon, with answering temper. "There isn't a room upstairs but what's full o' Muster Melrose's things. Yo' mun do wi' this, or naethin'." Undershaw submitted, and Faversham's bearers gently laid him down, spreading their coats on the bare floor to receive him, till a bed could be found. Dixon and his wife, in a state of pitiable disturbance, went off to look for one, while Undershaw called after them: "And I warn you that to-morrow you'll have to find quarters for two nurses!" Thus, without any conscious action on his own part, and in the absence of its formidable master, was Claude Faversham brought under the roof of Threlfall Tower. IV On the evening of the following day, Mr. Edmund Melrose arrived in Pengarth by train from London, hired a one-horse wagonette, and drove out to the Tower. His manners were at no time amiable, but the man who had the honour of driving him on this occasion, and had driven him occasionally before, had |
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