'Do it yourself, you rogue,' was the answer, at the same time
approaching with the hot sealing-wax in his hand--a demonstration
which occasioned Claude to open his eyes very wide, without giving
himself any further trouble about the matter.
'Eh?' said he, 'now they try to look innocent, as if no one could
hear them plotting mischief.'
'Them! it was not!--Redgie there--young ladies--I appeal--was not I
as innocent?'--was the very rapid, incoherent, and indistinct answer.
'After so lucid and connected a justification, no more can be said,'
replied Claude, in a kind of 'leave me, leave me to repose' tone,
which occasioned Lilias to say, 'I am afraid you are very tired.'
'Tired! what has he done to tire him?'
'I am sure a wedding is a terrible wear of spirits!' said Emily--
'such excitement.'
'Well--when I give a spectacle to the family next year, I mean to
tire you to some purpose.'
'Eh?' said Mr. Mohun, looking up, 'is Rotherwood's wedding to be the
next?'
'You ought to understand, uncle,' said Lord Rotherwood, making two
stops towards him, and speaking a little more clearly, 'I thought you
longed to get rid of your nephew and his concerns.
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