The Man Who Did the Right Thing: A RomanceJohnston, Harry
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The Man Who Did the Right Thing: A Romance
Johnston, Harry
British -- Africa, East -- Fiction; Missions -- Tanzania -- Fiction
What had that good-looking Roger with _such_ a career before him had in
his mind that he should throw himself away on this village
schoolmistress? She did not care, either, for Sibyl’s new infatuation
for Roger; would have liked to keep them well apart. The distant
cousinship was not through her or her sister, Mrs. Grayburn, but through
Roger’s mother and Colonel Grayburn. Sibyl, when her year of mourning
was up, had much better marry again into the peerage; and if she wanted
a smart man as Agent—for land-agents of the middle-class-bailiff type
were "passés de mode" on all _big_ estates ... well, there was Willowby,
Willowby Patterne (a nephew-in-law of Aunt Christabel), who really might
very well do for the post. Willowby had been very wild, had run through
much of his own money and his unsuitable wife’s—they were never asked
out together. But he was a first-class shot, had been to Canada with
the Duke of Ulster, knew a lot about blood-stock, had tried farming and
ranching and would be quite all there helping Sibyl entertain her house
parties and giving an eye to the manly education of James—Aunt
Christabel did not countenance Sibyl’s silly freak of imposing the name
of "Clitheroe" on the little Lord Silchester.
Lucy had the greatest regard for economy and always wanted to save Roger
from any unnecessary expenditure. She remembered that she had come to
him without a dowry and that his future financially was very uncertain.
So that she had not taken him at his word, "Spend what you like," at the
Sloane Street shops when they were last up in town together. She had
only brought two evening dresses with her to Glen Sporran, and one of
them a plain black silk. After they had become familiar to the eye,
Sibyl had offered to lend some of _her_ gowns, but had done it in such a
way that Lucy’s pride was touched and she declined, with an unwonted
sparkle in her eye and a turning of the rabbit on the stoat. Sibyl
then, half amusedly, dropped this method of annoyance and openly praised
Mrs. Brentham for her simplicity of life and regard for economy.
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