As soon as he
should again find himself in his father's presence he would at
once declare his intention of marrying Isabel Boncassen. But he
could not see his way to doing this while Lady Mabel should be in
the house.
'I think you will find Mabel still at Matching,' said Tregear on
their way up. 'She will wait for you I fancy.'
'I don't know why she should wait for me,' said Silverbridge
almost angrily.
'I thought that you and she were fast friends.'
'I suppose we are--after a fashion. She might wait for you
perhaps.'
'I think she would,--if I could go there.'
'You are much thicker with her than ever I was. You went to see
her at Grex,--when nobody else was there.'
'Is Miss Cassewary nobody?'
'Next door to it,' said Silverbridge, half jealous of the favours
shown to Tregear.
'I thought,' said Tregear, 'that there should be a closer intimacy
between you and her.'
'I don't know why you should think so.'
'Had you ever had any such idea yourself?
'I haven't any now,--so there may be an end of it, I don't think a
fellow ought to be cross-questioned on such a subject.
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