CHAPTER XXXIII.
THE TEMPTER.
'I particularly wish you to go, Gladys, and there will be plenty of
time. He was worse when I saw him yesterday, and I promised to send you
to-day to read to him, and take him some wine. I shall not want you till
five, and my dress is quite ready. They dine at half-past six, and the
evening party are invited for nine, I believe.'
This was said by Miss Gwynne to Gladys, at about half-past two o'clock,
on the day of Miss Nugent's festivities.
'Very well, ma'am,' said Gladys, 'I will make as much haste as
possible.'
'Do you know where Colonel Vaughan is, Gladys?' asked Miss Gwynne.
'I heard some one say, ma'am, that he and Mr Gwynne had walked to
Pentre, to see the dinner on the lawn.'
'Oh! By the way, would you have liked to have gone to see these said
diversions? If so, I can send some one else with the wine.'
'Oh no, thank you, ma'am. I would much rather walk to see poor Lloyd.'
'Then you had better make haste.'
Gladys was soon on her way, through the wood, to the farm mentioned in
the last chapter. She thoroughly enjoyed her walk on that lovely July
day, and thought she had never heard the birds sing so sweetly before.
In truth, Gladys had not been so happy since her sorrows as she was now.
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