human
Very, Miss Everard said, dryly.
gpt
You ought to feel highly complimented, Mr. Legard, for it's a sort of kindness her ladyship is extremely chary of to utter strangers. Rather odd, isn't it, Mrs. Weymore?
human
Eh? he said,
gpt
Not that _I_ know of,
human
Then Mrs. Weymore does! By Jove! I always thought Mrs. Weymore had an odd way of looking at me! And now, what is it?
gpt
I don't make much of a howling about my affairs, you know, Mrs. Weymore, he said;
human
You can then? Mr. Legard said, gravely, but growing very pale.
gpt
You know who I am?
human
I do! I do! I know who you are, and so shall you before this wedding takes place. But before I tell you I must speak to Lady Thetford.
gpt
To Lady Thetford! What has Lady Thetford to do with me?
human
Everything! She knows who you are as well as I do. I must speak to her first.
gpt
Answer me one thing--is my name Vyking?
human
No. Pray, pray don't ask me any more questions. As soon as her ladyship is a little stronger, I will go to her and obtain her permission to speak. Keep what I have said a secret from Sir Rupert, and wait until then.
gpt
At last! he said, drawing a deep breath,
human
How very strange that Mrs. Weymore should know, of all persons in the world.
gpt
Who is Mrs. Weymore? How long has she been here? Tell me all you know of her, Miss Everard.
human
And that 'all' will be almost nothing. She came down from London as a nursery-governess to Rupert and me, a week or two after my arrival here, selected by the rector of St. Gosport. She was then what you see her now, a pale, subdued creature in widow's weeds, with the look of one who had seen trouble. I have known her so long, and always as such a white, still shadow, I suppose that is why it seems so odd.