Twentyman what good could she get by associating with his aunt
or with him? And had she not as good as told him that she meant to
marry Mr. Twentyman? She had at any rate very plainly declared that
she regarded Mr. Twentyman as her equal in rank. Then he took his
leave without any further explanation. Even if she did go to
Cheltenham he would not take her.
After that he walked straight out to Bragton. He was of course
altogether unconscious what grand things his cousin John had
intended to do by him, had not the Honourable old lady interfered;
but he had made up his mind that duty required him to call at the
house. So he walked by the path across the bridge and when he came
out on the gravel road near the front door he found a gentleman
smoking a cigar and looking around him. It was Mr. Gotobed who had
just returned from a visit which he had made, the circumstances of
which must be narrated in the next chapter. The Senator lifted his
hat and remarked that it was a very fine afternoon. Reginald lifted
his hat and assented. "Mr. Morton, Sir, I think is out with the
ladies, taking a drive."
"I will leave a card then."
"The old lady is at home, sir, if you wish to see her," continued
the Senator following Reginald up to the door.
"Oh, Mr. Reginald, is that you?" said old Mrs. Hopkins taking the
card.
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