Oh, the meanness and the guiltiness of the life I am
leading now! I am in the falsest of all false positions, Louisa, and you
encouraged me to do it. I believe Richard Turlington suspects us. The
last two times Launce and I tried to get a minute together at my aunt's,
he contrived to put himself in our way. There he was, my dear, with
his scowling face, looking as if he longed to kill Launce. Can you do
anything for us tonight? Not on my account. But Launce is so impatient.
If he can't say two words to me alone this evening, he declares he will
come to Muswell Hill, and catch me in the garden tomorrow."
"Compose yourself, my dear; he shall say his two words to-night."
"How?"
Lady Winwood pointed through the curtained entrance of the boudoir to
the door of the drawing-room. Beyond the door was the staircase landing.
And beyond the landing was a second drawing-room, the smaller of the
two.
"There are only three or four people coming to dinner," her ladyship
proceeded; "and a few more in the evening. Being a small party, the
small drawing-room will do for us.
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