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us, at the same time, or just before it, that my poor boy and you
were so desperately attached to each other.'
'O yes, I recollect,' said Ethelberta. 'And he had a sister, I
think. I wonder where they went to live after the family collapse.'
'I do not know,' said Lady Petherwin, taking up another sheet of
paper. 'I have a dim notion that the son, who had been brought up
to no profession, became a teacher of music in some country town--
music having always been his hobby. But the facts are not very
distinct in my memory.' And she dipped her pen for another letter.
Ethelberta, with a rather fallen countenance, then left her mother-
in-law, and went where all ladies are supposed to go when they want
to torment their minds in comfort--to her own room. Here she
thoughtfully sat down awhile, and some time later she rang for her
maid.
'Menlove,' she said, without looking towards a rustle and half a
footstep that had just come in at the door, but leaning back in her
chair and speaking towards the corner of the looking-glass, 'will
you go down and find out if any gentleman named Julian has been
staying in this house? Get to know it, I mean, Menlove, not by
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