The Argosy - Vol. 51, No. 2, February, 1891 by Various
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"I shall be very, very glad to come, Mr. George. As long as I live I
shall be in your debt, for I cannot forget that I owe you my life." "The fairy godmother is whispering in her ear," said the Major in a loud aside. "She talks like a woman of forty." While still some distance away we could see Lady Chillington sunning herself on the western terrace. With a pang of regret I saw that Sister Agnes was not with her. The Major quickened his pace; I clung to his hand, and felt without seeing that her ladyship's eyes were fixed upon me severely. "I have brought back your wandering princess," said the Major, in his cheery way, as he lifted his hat. Then, as he took her proffered hand, "I hope your ladyship is in perfect health." "No princess, Major Strickland, but a base beggar brat," said Lady Chillington, without heeding his last words. "From the first moment of my seeing her I had a presentiment that she would cause me nothing but trouble and annoyance. That presentiment has been borne out by facts--by facts!" She nodded her head at the Major, and rubbed one lean hand viciously within the other. "Your ladyship forgets that the child herself is here. Pray consider her feelings." "Were my feelings considered by those who sent her to Deepley Walls? I ought to have been consulted in the matter--to have had time given me to make fresh arrangements. It was enough to be burdened with the cost of her maintenance, without the added nuisance of having her before me as a |
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