CHAPTER XV
A fit Companion,--for me and my Sisters
On that same Wednesday Reginald Morton had called at the attorney's
house, had asked for Miss Masters, and had found her alone. Mrs.
Masters at the time had been out, picking up intelligence about the
great case, and the two younger girls had been at school. Reginald,
as he walked home from Bragton all alone on that occasion when
Larry had returned with Mary, was quite sure that he would never
willingly go into Mary's presence again. Why should he disturb his
mind about such a girl,--one who could rush into the arms of such a
man as Larry Twentyman? Or, indeed, why disturb his mind about any
girl? That was not the manner of life which he planned for himself.
After that he shut himself up for a few days and was not much seen
by any of the Dillsborough folk. But on this Wednesday he received
a letter, and,--as he told himself, merely in consequence of that
letter,--he called at the attorney's house and asked for Miss
Masters.
He was shown up into the beautiful drawing-room, and in a few
minutes Mary came to him. "I have brought you a letter from my
aunt," he said.
"From Lady Ushant? I am so glad."
"She was writing to me and she put this under cover. I know what it
contains. She wants you to go to her at Cheltenham for a month.
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