A Fair Fraud — page 30: what you’re looking at

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A Fair Fraud 19 very little, only just the pleasure of looking at him and. the grasp of his hand morning and evening when he wishes me good morning and good night. It’s not much to live upon, surely, to brighten one’s life, and yet even that is taken away from me by this horrible frost. Last year he was down here nearly all January, and how gay and lively everything was, but now I feel as if he would never come back again, for nearly all the pheasants were shot last month ; there will be nothing to bring him back if the frost doesn't go.’ — © Marion!’ ‘Yes, Aunt Fanny.’ It was quite in an ordin- ary commonplace voice that Marion replied as she drew herself into an attitude of attention. ‘Go and ask your uncle to come and speak to me, my dear.’ ‘Yes, aunt.’ ‘You can tell him I have had a letter from your cousin Kenneth that requires a telegram sent at once in reply.’ Marion’s heart bounded off at a gallop, and her feet very nearly did so too, as she flew along the passage and across the hall to do her aunt’s bidding. ‘What can it be?’ she thought excitedly. She followed Mr Drury closely back to the morning-room, but at the door she met witha check. GOMMGIOO