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ar black-and-tan head on Antony's knee. "It means a great many words. Do not trouble your wise head about it. The world is a pleasant enough place if you can pay your bills and have a fair digestion--eh, Roy? Bones are good things, aren't they, old fellow?" "You, at all events, are never serious," and I laughed. "I will tell you about that when you come to Dane Mount." "I wish you could have got Lady Tilchester to go, then. I do like her so much. She has been very kind to me. It would give me pleasure to see her." "She is a delightful woman." "She told me how long she had known you--since her wedding-day, I think she said--and, oh, lots of things about you. She seemed--" He moved his arm suddenly. "I don't think you tied this handkerchief tight enough, Comtesse," he said, again turning up his cuff. I rose and looked at the bandage. "Why, yes. It is just the same as it was. But I will do it again if you wish." This time it did not take me so long, but that ridiculous beating began again in my heart. "It must have a double knot to keep it right," said Antony. My fingers seemed clumsy. We were standing so close together there was a something--an electricity--which made my hands tremble. Oh, this was folly! I _must_ not let myself feel so. I finished the knot at last, and then said, stupidly: "I have an idea I should return to my worthy guests down-stairs,'" Antony smiled. "They are quite happy without you," he said, "Vain little Comtesse, to think your presence is necessary to every one!" "I dare say. But--I must go to them." "No, you must not. Sit down in your low chair and forget all about them. No good hostess fusses after her guests. People like to be left to themselves." I sat down meekly. "I never can understand," said Antony, presently, "why your grandmother did not let me know when first you came to the cottage. She was fully aware of the relationship between us, even if I was not." "Grandmamma was a very proud woman. We were so very poor. And then, there was grandpapa's _betise_, which, I fancy, had quite separated them from his family." "What made her come to Ledstone at all, I wonder?" I felt my cheeks getting pink, and bent down to look into the fire. "She wanted to live in England, so that I might become English by growing up there, and--and it was cheap. We had been in London before that, and back in Paris, and down at Brighton, and a lot of dull plac
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