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Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth), 1835-1915

"Phantom Fortune, a Novel"


The face was thinner, the eyes too bright, the flush upon the hollow
cheek had a hectic tinge, the voice was feebler. Hammond was reminded of
a falcon or an eagle pining and wasting in a cage.
'I am very glad to see you, Mr. Hammond,' said Lady Maulevrier, giving
him her hand, and addressing him with unwonted cordiality. 'It was a
happy thought that brought you and Maulevrier here. When an old woman is
as near the grave as I am her relatives ought to look after her. I shall
be glad to have a little private conversation with you to-morrow, Mr.
Hammond, if you can spare me a few minutes.'
'As many hours, if your ladyship pleases,' said Hammond. 'My time is
entirely at your service.'
'Oh, no, you will want to be roaming about the hills with Mary,
discussing your plans for the future. I shall not encroach too much on
your time. But I am very glad you are here.'
'We shall only trespass on you for a few days,' said Maulevrier, 'just a
flying visit.'
'How is it that you are not both at Henley?' asked Mary. 'I thought all
the world was at Henley.


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