"
"But managing everything from it?"
"Oh, yes."
"Never was there such a set of devoted sons, models for the
neighbourhood."
Cecil felt a sense of something chiming in with her sources of
vexation, but she only answered, "They are passionately fond of
her."
"Talk of despotism! Commend me to an invalid! Ah! how delightfully
you contrive to keep your hair in order! I am always scolding
Lenore for coming in dishevelled, and you look so fresh and compact!
Here is my sanctum. You'll find Mrs. Duncombe there. She drove
over in the drag with her husband on their way to Backsworth. I am
so glad you came, there is so much to talk over."
"If our gentlemen will give us time," said Mrs. Duncombe; "but I am
afraid your senator will not be as much absorbed in the dogs as my
captain."
"I did not come with my husband," said Cecil; "he is gone to
Willansborough to meet the architect."
"Ah, about the new buildings. I do hope and trust the opportunity
will not be wasted, and that the drainage will be provided for."
"You are longing to have a voice there," said Lady Tyrrell,
laughing.
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