Mohun.
'But Lily!' said Claude, returning to the subject on which he was
most anxious. 'She is already what Ada calls a monotony, and there
will be nothing left of her by the time Eleanor comes, if matters go
on in their present fashion.'
'I have a plan for her. A little change will set her to rights, and
we will take her to London when we go next week to meet Eleanor. She
deserves a little extra pleasure; you must take her under your
protection, and lionise her well.'
'Trust me for that,' said Claude. 'It is the best news I have heard
for a long time.'
'Well, I am glad that one of my remedies meets with your
approbation,' said his father, smiling. 'For the other, you are much
inclined to pronounce the cure as bad as the disease.'
'Not for Lily,' said Claude, laughing.
'And,' said Mr. Mohun, 'I think I can promise you that a remedy will
be found for all the other grievances by Michaelmas.'
Claude looked surprised, but as Mr. Mohun explained no further, only
observing upon the potatoes, through which they were walking, he only
said, 'Then it is next week that you go to London.'
'There is much to do, both for Rotherwood and for Eleanor; I shall go
as soon as I can, but I do not think it will be while this fever is
so prevalent.
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