The Heart of a MysterySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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The Heart of a Mystery
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
English fiction -- 19th century; Mystery and detective stories
In other ways, too, Mrs. Hazeldine began to find that there was a
likelihood of her being "appreciated"--that was how she stated the
case to herself--after a fashion to which she could lay no claim
during her husband's lifetime. Both Lady Glendoyle and the Hon.
Mrs. Gore-Bandon--by neither of whom had she ever been noticed
before--called upon her in her great affliction, and were most kind
and sympathetic; while the Countess of Elstree in person made
inquiries and left a card. Even at such a time, she could not help
deriving a melancholy satisfaction from the knowledge that her
mourning was quite correct and beyond criticism. Fanny had not been
too much overwhelmed with grief to look carefully after so vitally
essential a matter.
To Fanny the loss of her father was a serious blow in more ways than
one. For one thing, it meant her enforced absence for at least six
months to come from all those gaieties and social functions in which
her soul delighted. At two-and-twenty she felt that such a waste of
precious time was nothing less than a serious misfortune; and then she
was beset by the consciousness that in mourning she looked nothing
less than "horrid." It should not be her fault if her mother and
she did not go into half-mourning at the earliest possible moment.
In the way of half-mourning there are always some lovely things
obtainable--delicate shades and semi-tones of color which would suit
her style and complexion admirably. It was especially annoying that a
certain event should have happened when it did, just as she had
entered on a most promising flirtation with Mr. Gerald Darke, who had
come down from town to stay for a month with a rich maiden aunt from
whom he had expectations. Who could say what might not have come of
the affair! As matters fell out, however, young Darke's visit had
come to an end during the time Fanny was necessarily invisible.
She felt that it was very hard on her, more particularly in view of
the fact that for some time past she had given up flirtation for
flirtation's sake, and always, nowadays--with an eye to possible
eventualities--made herself sure beforehand that the game was worth
the candle.
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