Miles Tremenhere: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 2Maillard, Annette Marie
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Miles Tremenhere: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 2
Maillard, Annette Marie
English fiction
Men of intrigue have emissaries every where; they are never above a
little familiarity with servants of every description. These are their
best friends; for the ones money cannot purchase, may always be bought
by affability and kindness, and this without compromising one's self.
Dalby seldom was guilty of so unwary an act as this, except in extreme
cases. He found out all he wished to know adroitly; even the _purchased_
were unaware they were selling secrets. It was through some channel of
this sort he discovered how soon Tremenhere left Uplands, and the same
day at dinner he was there.
Lady Lysson did not like the man, but her nephew assured her he was a
capital fellow; above all, extremely useful; so she received him, and
attributed her personal antipathy to some flaw in her organ for
comprehending exactly what a capital fellow should be. Lady Dora and her
mother were beyond measure vexed. This former was hourly receiving
warnings enough, in an indirect way, to cure her of her false pride,
only they had not the effect of doing so; she did not yet see her fault.
To make a confidant of this man, neither dreamed of; and they came down
to dinner with the pleasant anticipation of hearing a dozen persons
wondering about Tremenhere's marriage, and of hearing all particulars
discussed and commented upon. They had decided upon braving the storm by
quietly disclaiming any acquaintanceship with his wife; and on that very
morning Lady Dora, under a better feeling than of late, had been asking
her mother to allow her to visit poor Minnie, when they returned to
town, but ineffectually. "We are forced to meet the _man_ occasionally,"
said Lady Ripley, coldly, "but visiting one who has so disgraced her
family, is quite another thing!"
Great was their surprise when Dalby bowed most respectfully, but
distantly to them, merely inquiring about their health. Still greater
was it, when, Lady Lysson speaking with regret of Tremenhere's absence,
the politic Dalby alluded to him as scarcely one with whose name he was
acquainted! They both mentally thanked him, and dinner passed off
delightfully.
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