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Ward, Mrs. Humphry, 1851-1920

"Elizabeth's Campaign"

Desmond reads it
in bed in the morning, I read it in bed in the evening, and
Pamela Mannering, Mr. Desmond's twin, comes in last thing, in
her dressing-gown, and steals it.
'I seem indeed to be living in the heart of a whirlwind, for the
Squire is fighting everybody all round, and as he is the least
reticent of men, and I have to write his letters, I naturally,
even by now, know a good deal about him. Shortly put, he is in a
great mess. The estate is riddled with mortgages, which it would
be quite easy to reduce. For instance, there are masses of
timber, crying to be cut. He consults me often in the naivest
way. You remember that I trained for six months as an
accountant. I assure you that it comes in extremely useful now!
I can see my way a little where he can't see it at all. He
glories in the fact that he was never any good at arithmetic or
figures of any kind, and never looked at either after "Smalls."
The estate of course used to be looked after in the good
old-fashioned way by the family lawyers.


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