Masters. She was not, at any rate as yet, a cruel
stepmother; but still, if the girl could be transferred to so
eligible a home as that which Mr. Twentyman could give her, it
would be well for all parties.
When he took his seat he did not address himself specially to the
lady of his love. I don't know how a gentleman is to do so in the
presence of her father, and mother, and sisters. Saturday after
Saturday he probably thought that some occasion would arise; but,
if his words could have been counted, it would have been found that
he addressed fewer to her than to any one in the room.
"Larry," said his special friend Kate, "am I to have the pony at
the Bridge meet?"
"How very free you are, Miss!" said her mother.
"I don't know about that," said Larry. "When is there to be a meet
at the Bridge? I haven't heard."
"But I have. Tony Tuppett told me that they would be there this day
fortnight." Tony Tuppett was the huntsman of the U.R.U.
"That's more than Tony can know. He may have guessed it."
"Shall I have the pony if he has guessed right?"
Then the pony was promised; and Kate, trusting in Tony Tuppett's
sagacity, was happy.
"Have you heard of all this about Dillsborough Wood?" asked Mrs.
Masters. The attorney shrank at the question, and shook himself
uneasily in his chair.
"Yes; I've heard about it," said Larry.
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