voked in Lord John a rise of spirits and a flush of humour. "Don't you let him stick it on."
His host, however, bethinking himself, checked him. "Go you to Mr. Bender straight!"
Lord John saw the point. "Yes—till he leaves. But I shall find you here, shan't I?" he asked with all earnestness of Lady Grace.
She had an hesitation, but after a look at her father she assented. "I'll wait for you."
"Then a tantôt!" It made him show for happy as, waving his hand at her, he proceeded to seek Mr. Bender in presence of the object that most excited that gentleman's appetite—to say nothing of the effect involved on Lord John's own.
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Lord Theign, when he had gone, revolved—it might have been nervously—about the place a little, but soon broke ground. "He'll have told you, I understand, that I've promised to speak to you for him. But I understand also
