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Portrait of Edgar Jepson Edgar Jepson The Garden at No. 19 — Chapter 14 (1910)

I came away from her, thinking what a pity it was that a miserable little beast, as she so aptly called Lord Dymchurch, should have gone so far to spoil the life of so fine a creature. I did not indeed think that he had done her irremediable harm—as yet. But she was certainly stranded; whether with the five thousand pounds she would certainly have from him, she would get out again into the open sea of life and make a fair and prosperous voyage was doubtful. With a better training, the training of a gentle-woman, she would indeed have been a glorious creature.
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Portrait of Edgar Jepson Edgar Jepson The Garden at No. 19 — Chapter 14 (1910)

The next morning Lord Dymchurch rang me up on the telephone; and when I told him that I had seen Helen Ranger, he said that he would come down at once and hear the result of my negotiation.
When he was ushered into my office, he greeted me curtly, and said, "I suppose she was furious."
"She was very angry at first," I said.
"And afterwards she was cut up. Poor girl; it is hard on her; but hang it all a man must look after himself," he said with an air of fatuous self-satisfaction.
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Portrait of Edgar Jepson Edgar Jepson The Garden at No. 19 — Chapter 14 (1910)

Then she dabbed at her eyes with a scrap of a handkerchief, and turned to me:—
"I won't let the little beast play fast and loose with me. He promised to marry me; and he shall," she said in a calmer tone.
"It is so hard to make anyone marry anybody if they don't want to. And honestly I don't think that there is any chance of Lord Dymchurch's marrying you," I said in a quiet, meditative tone.
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