' As he said this he took
her hand, half with the purpose of bidding her good-bye, but
partly with the idea of giving some expression of tenderness of
his feelings. But as he did so, the door was opened, and the old
Earl shambled into the room.
'What the deuce are you doing here?' he said.
'I have been talking to Lady Mabel.'
'For about an hour.'
'Indeed I do not know for how long.'
'Papa, he is going to be married.' When she said this Frank
Tregear turned round and looked at her almost in anger.
'Going to be married, is he? And who is the fortunate woman?
'I don't think he will let me tell you.'
'Not yet, I think,' said Frank, gloomily. 'There is nothing
settled.'
The old Earl looked puzzled, but Lady Mabel's craft had been
successful. If this objectionable young second-cousin had come
there to talk about his marriage with another young woman, the
conversation must have been innocent. 'Where is Miss Cassewary?'
asked the Earl.
'I asked her not to come down with me because Frank wished to
speak to me about his own affairs.
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