Torwood's trust : $b A novel (Vol. 3 of 3)Everett-Green, Evelyn
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Torwood's trust : $b A novel (Vol. 3 of 3)
Everett-Green, Evelyn
English fiction -- 19th century
‘Yes; it is the only way Belassis can pay what he owes, by making over
the property to you. I knew you wanted a house near Ladywell, and I
have means to keep it up; so, as it seemed the only way of getting the
money, it stands just as I have said.’
Maud’s face brightened, and she began to smile.
‘It’s delightful to think of having a house of our own, Tor; and it
seems to bring things so home to one, when it is really almost settled;
only—only—I did so hate Thornton House when I lived there—I have always
hated it!’
‘It will not be Thornton House under us, Maud; we will call it Ladywell
Lodge. And I’ll undertake that when the present occupants have cleared
out with all their belongings, and my work-people have been all through
the house, decorating and furnishing, and when Miss Marjory has laid
out the gardens anew, I’ll undertake then that you shall not know the
place again. Will that satisfy you?’
Maud looked up at him with dancing eyes.
‘Of course it will! I should be satisfied with anything in the world,
if you had the arranging of it!’
‘It could be made a very pretty place, I have often thought,
differently arranged both inside and out. Mr. and Mrs. Belassis were
hardly people of taste; and their house and garden show it. You and I,
Maud, will make it look very different.’
‘Oh yes!’ cried Maud eagerly. ‘I’m sure we can. And when it is once
_our_ house, and Ladywell Lodge, it will never remind me one bit of
that horrid old Thornton House. Oh, we shall be very, very happy! I
can’t understand sometimes how it is that I am so happy, and that
everything has come round so delightfully! Suppose Phil had not had
that sunstroke, and you had not come over! Oh dear! oh dear! I believe
I should have been Mrs. Lewis Belassis by this time!’
‘Horrid thought!’ laughed Tor, pressing closer to him the little hand
which lay upon his arm. ‘You never seem to have borne me any malice for
the trick I played upon you, Maud; and the unwarrantable liberties I
took.’
She looked up, smiling archly.
‘I hardly had time to get thoroughly angry with you, before you came
and surprised me in the garden. I never had any chance of showing how
dignified I can be when I am offended.’
‘You certainly never did show it. I think I came off with flying
colours all round. I had always looked forward with some dread to
facing you all, after the revelation was made; but even that did not
prove a very trying ordeal!’
‘You bad boy!’ said Maud; ‘you took care to get your own way with me,
as you do with everybody else. Why did you never confide in me, Tor;
and tell me the truth, when you began to get uneasy about how things
would turn out? I think you might have trusted me.’
‘So I did; but I felt it would make your position a very trying one.
Indeed, I think it would have been worse for both of us. And how could
I tell how you would like to hear of your brother’s helplessness, and
see another acting in his place? It might have turned you against me!’
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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