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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

to-night, miss, you do so for ever. Do not seek to return, for you will find my doors<br />

closed to you."<br />

"As to that," retorted Rachel, "I can easily find accommodation elsewhere. <strong>The</strong>re are<br />

inns in the town,<br />

[371]<br />

I believe — there are even taverns, quite as respectable as this mansion of your<br />

ladyship's."<br />

She was preparing to descend the steps when Simon, recovering from his stupor, rushed<br />

forward. This outrageous piece of folly must be averted at all cost; he must speak to her<br />

now, even though he were overheard by those grinning servants.<br />

"Stop!" he cried hoarsely, and flung out his arm to bar her progress; but she deftly<br />

eluded him and ran quickly towards the coach. Lady Susan's attention was momentarily<br />

diverted, and she screamed violently at the sudden appearance of this dark gigantic<br />

figure, declaring, with an oath, that he must be either a murderer or a highwayman, and<br />

charging all who heard her to seize him and call the watch. Simon turned towards her<br />

for a moment:—<br />

"Have no fear, madam, I have no wish to hurt any one. My business is with Miss<br />

Charnock — Rachel, I forbid you to enter that coach."<br />

But Rachel was already plucking at the door. Lord Robert's second servant, who had<br />

descended and was standing by the vehicle, hastened to assist her. In another moment<br />

she had disappeared into the interior of the vehicle.<br />

“Ah!" screamed Lady Susan, "what a H— of a cat you are! So this is your doing,<br />

madam. Pray, who may this beggarly fellow be?"<br />

"Drive on, drive on," cried Rachel, without heeding her.<br />

Captain Montague hastened down the steps, and pushing past Simon, leaped, in his turn,<br />

into the carriage.<br />

"Are you coming, Brummel?" he cried.<br />

"Not I," replied Brummel. "Reputations are cheap to-night, but, hang it, I still set a<br />

certain value on mine.”

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