The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope
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mother, and sister. 'Of course I have to think of myself.'
'I don't see how the Melmottes are to help you. The long and the short of it is, you oughtn't to be here. It's not often I interfere, but when I heard it I thought I'd come and tell you. I shall write to the governor, and tell him too. He should have known better.' 'Don't write to papa, Dolly!' 'Yes, I shall. I am not going to see everything going to the devil without saying a word. Good-bye.' As soon as he had left he hurried down to some club that was open,--not the Beargarden, as it was long before the Beargarden hours,--and actually did write a letter to his father. 'MY DEAR FATHER, I have seen Georgiana at Mr Melmotte's house. She ought not to be there. I suppose you don't know it, but everybody says he's a swindler. For the sake of the family I hope you will get her home again. It seems to me that Bruton Street is the proper place for the girls at this time of the year. Your affectionate son, ADOLPHUS LONGESTAFFE.' |
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