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The Worshipful Master.
" Here she is , let her speak for herself , " the Doctor said , as Asellya entered the room . " You must excuse me , " he added ; " I have to go over the water , to Polvethan , to see a patient for Dr . French , who wants my advice . " Lord Esme looked up admiringly at the fair girl who came in , and who coloured a little under Iris ardent gaze . " And so you have been immortalised under the name of Edith . " " Oh ! " said she , " did you not know my name was Edith ? "
" Now , how should I , when they never called you so ? " " Well , it is my first name ; but grandmamma , who was a Trevennen , and who was very proud of her Cornish descent , would have me called by a Cornish name . " "Pardon me if I prefer the Saxon . " "Do you ? What shocking bad taste . How do you like Miss Rowatt ' s name ? " she asked .
" What is it ? " "Jenefer . " " Don't care about it or her , whom I met in Wessex ; though I like her brother . " " Why , I thought you admired her very much ; and I was quite " Then she stopped short ; she was going to add , " jealous , " but she thought
it would look too much like appropriating- her cousin ' s friend , which she certainly had no intention of doing ; so she added , " I was quite sure you would like anyone whose name was the same as your yacht and King Arthur ' s Queen . " "What , Guinevere ?" "Yes . Jenefer is only the modem corruption of Guinevere . "
" Do you admire Tennyson ? " "I love the ' Idylls of the King . '" " And do you believe in King Arthur , Geraint , and all the rest of them ? " "Do I not ? Why , King Arthur was born at Tintage ] , only thirty miles from here ; and Geraint is buried to the westward about the same distance from us , in a golden coffin shaped like a boat , with silver oars . "
" Then I suppose you are romantic and poetical . " " Am I not a Cornishwoman ? "
CHAPTER VII . HOW LORD ESME BECAME AN M . P . THREE years have rolled away . St . Mervin stands as it did , iu no whit changedexcept that one or two new villas on the Esplanade have been
, erected , and a grand hotel has been projected , ancl is likely to prove a success , as it had for long been a great want in the place . Diggory went back to Newquay , and came no more to St . Mervin during his stay there , as he was evidently not first favourite , and was one of those men who do not wear their heart upon their sleeve for daws to peck at . Lord Esme got well , and then , having somehow spent nearly a month at
St . Mervin very pleasantly , driving about with his friends and seeing all the pretty places in the neighbourhood , and doing the Land's End and the Lizard , of course , at length bade his kind host and hostess good-bye , and started off to the Mediterranean in his yacht , taking Dr . Penhaligon with him . The cruise was a success , and was repeated evez-y year when the Doctor took his holiday . Whilst they were at Venice news suddenly came to them that the member for Wessex had died ; and a communication from the Carlton Club and from the Marquis of Earsdon to his son obliged them to turn their steps homewards without delay to contest the seat with Sir Knighton Verryn , a very popular
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Worshipful Master.
" Here she is , let her speak for herself , " the Doctor said , as Asellya entered the room . " You must excuse me , " he added ; " I have to go over the water , to Polvethan , to see a patient for Dr . French , who wants my advice . " Lord Esme looked up admiringly at the fair girl who came in , and who coloured a little under Iris ardent gaze . " And so you have been immortalised under the name of Edith . " " Oh ! " said she , " did you not know my name was Edith ? "
" Now , how should I , when they never called you so ? " " Well , it is my first name ; but grandmamma , who was a Trevennen , and who was very proud of her Cornish descent , would have me called by a Cornish name . " "Pardon me if I prefer the Saxon . " "Do you ? What shocking bad taste . How do you like Miss Rowatt ' s name ? " she asked .
" What is it ? " "Jenefer . " " Don't care about it or her , whom I met in Wessex ; though I like her brother . " " Why , I thought you admired her very much ; and I was quite " Then she stopped short ; she was going to add , " jealous , " but she thought
it would look too much like appropriating- her cousin ' s friend , which she certainly had no intention of doing ; so she added , " I was quite sure you would like anyone whose name was the same as your yacht and King Arthur ' s Queen . " "What , Guinevere ?" "Yes . Jenefer is only the modem corruption of Guinevere . "
" Do you admire Tennyson ? " "I love the ' Idylls of the King . '" " And do you believe in King Arthur , Geraint , and all the rest of them ? " "Do I not ? Why , King Arthur was born at Tintage ] , only thirty miles from here ; and Geraint is buried to the westward about the same distance from us , in a golden coffin shaped like a boat , with silver oars . "
" Then I suppose you are romantic and poetical . " " Am I not a Cornishwoman ? "
CHAPTER VII . HOW LORD ESME BECAME AN M . P . THREE years have rolled away . St . Mervin stands as it did , iu no whit changedexcept that one or two new villas on the Esplanade have been
, erected , and a grand hotel has been projected , ancl is likely to prove a success , as it had for long been a great want in the place . Diggory went back to Newquay , and came no more to St . Mervin during his stay there , as he was evidently not first favourite , and was one of those men who do not wear their heart upon their sleeve for daws to peck at . Lord Esme got well , and then , having somehow spent nearly a month at
St . Mervin very pleasantly , driving about with his friends and seeing all the pretty places in the neighbourhood , and doing the Land's End and the Lizard , of course , at length bade his kind host and hostess good-bye , and started off to the Mediterranean in his yacht , taking Dr . Penhaligon with him . The cruise was a success , and was repeated evez-y year when the Doctor took his holiday . Whilst they were at Venice news suddenly came to them that the member for Wessex had died ; and a communication from the Carlton Club and from the Marquis of Earsdon to his son obliged them to turn their steps homewards without delay to contest the seat with Sir Knighton Verryn , a very popular