THE SUITOR.
THE SUITOR.LADY LUNDIE pointed significantly to the door, and addressed herself to Sir Patrick’s private ear. “Observe!” she said. “Miss Silvester has just got rid of somebody.” Sir Patrick deliberately looked in the wrong direction, and (in the politest possible manner) observed—nothing. Lady Lundie advanced into the summer-house. Suspicious hatred of the governess was written legibly in every line of her face. Suspicious distrust of the governess’s illness spoke plainly in every tone of her voice. “May I inquire, Miss Silvester, if your sufferings are relieved?” “I am no better, Lady Lundie.” “I beg your pardon?” “I said I was no better.” “You appear to be able to stand up. When I am ill, I am not so fortunate. I am obliged to lie down.”’ “I will follow your example, Lady Lundie
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