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    Mrs. Wilson found time the ensuing day to ascertain before they left the
    hall, the truth of the tale related by Mr. Haughton. The deanery had
    certainly changed its master, and a new steward had already arrived to
    take possession in the name of his lord. What induced Pendennyss to make
    this purchase she was at a loss to conceive--most probably some
    arrangement between himself and Lord Bolton. But whatever might be his
    motive, it in some measure insured his becoming for a season their
    neighbor; and Mrs. Wilson felt a degree of pleasure at the circumstance
    that she had been a stranger to for a long time--a pleasure which was
    greatly heightened as she dwelt on the lovely face of the companion who
    occupied the other seat in her travelling chaise.

    The road to London led by the gates of the deanery, and near them they
    passed a servant in the livery of those they had once seen following the
    equipage of the earl. Anxious to know anything which might hasten her
    acquaintance with this admired nobleman, Mrs. Wilson stopped her carriage
    to inquire.

    "Pray, sir, whom do you serve?"

    "My Lord Pendennyss, ma'am," replied the man, respectfully taking off his
    hat.

    "The earl is not here?" asked Mrs. Wilson, with interest.

    "Oh, no, madam; I am here in waiting on his steward. My lord is in
    Westmoreland, with his grace and Colonel Denbigh, and the ladies."

    "Does he remain there long?" continued the anxious widow, desirous of
    knowing all she could learn.

    "I believe not, madam; most of our people have gone to Annerdale-House,
    and my lord is expected in town with the duke and the colonel."

    As the servant was an elderly man, and appeared to understand the
    movements of his master so well, Mrs. Wilson was put in unusual spirits by
    this prospect of a speedy termination to her anxiety to meet Pendennyss.

    "Annerdale-House is the earl's town residence?" quietly inquired Emily.

    "Yes; he got the fortune of the last duke of that title, but how I do not
    exactly know. I believe, however, through his mother. General Wilson did
    not know his family: indeed, Pendennyss bore a second title during his

    lifetime; but did you observe how very civil his servant was, as well as
    the one John spoke to before,--a sure sign their master is a gentleman?"

    Emily smiled at the strong partialities of her aunt, and replied, "Your
    handsome chaise and attendants will draw respect from most men in his
    situation, dear aunt, be their masters who they may."

    The expected pleasure of meeting the earl was a topic frequently touched
    upon between her aunt and Emily during their journey; the former beginning
    to entertain hopes she
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