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My Novel — Volume 11 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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SQUIRE.--"Can I see the deed with my own eyes?"

BARON.--"Certainly, or how could you be induced to buy it up? But on one
condition; you must not betray me to your son. And, indeed, take my
advice, and don't say a word to him on the matter."

SQUIRE.--"Let me see it, let me see it with my own eyes! His mother else
will never believe it--nor will I."

BARON.--"I can call on you this evening."

SQUIRE.--"Now, now!"

BARON.--"You can spare me, Randal; and you yourself can open to Mr.
Egerton the other affair respecting Lansmere. No time should be lost,
lest L'Estrange suggest a candidate."

RANDAL (whispering).--"Never mind me. This is more important." (Aloud)
--"Go with Mr. Hazeldean. My dear kind friend" (to the squire), "do not
let this vex you so much. After all, it is what nine young men out of
ten would do in the same circumstances. And it is best you should know
it; you may save Frank from further ruin, and prevent, perhaps, this very
marriage."

"We will see," exclaimed the squire, hastily. "Now, Mr. Levy, come."

Levy and the squire walked on, not arm in arm, but side by side. Randal
proceeded to Egerton's house.

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