lids, and the Major
chuckled afresh at "the spirit of the girl!"
"A shame to waste such sweetness on the desert air, isn't it, Hilliard?
That's what she says herself, and there's nothing for it but to give my
consent to a party on New Year's Eve. A man's not master of himself
when he has three daughters, but you must give us the pleasure of
welcoming you with the rest of our guests. The Trelawneys will be here
to a man, and you must come over with them. Esmeralda says she is
fatigued with meeting the same people over and over again, so she'll be
delighted to see you. Won't you now, Esmeralda? Give your own
invitation to Mr Hilliard."
"Indeed, father, we have scarcely got the length of invitations. It was
just an idea we were thinking over, and at the best it will be a poor
country affair. If Mr Hilliard is accustomed to London, 'twould be but
a bore to him to join us."
It was evident that Esmeralda was by no means anxious to count the
stranger among her guests. Having shown herself to him in a ridiculous
and unbecoming light, she had no wish to pursue the acquaintance, and
the glance which accompanied the words was even more eloquent than
themselves.
"Don't dare to come here again!" said the haughty eyes. "Don't imagine
you will get the laugh over me," said the haughty head, and Geoffrey
Hilliard read the signals, and smiled unperturbed--a happy, self-
confident smile.
"I assure Miss O'Shaughnessy that I should be honoured by an
invitation," he said blandly, "if I may accept in advance. Nothing will
give me greater pleasure than to join your gathering."
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
BRIDGIE'S CONFESSION.
After Mr Hilliard's departure, Mademoiselle was treated to an
exhibition of what was known in the family as "Esmeralda's tantrums."
Hardly had her father turned from the door than she had rushed towards
him, and begun pouring out the story of her wrongs. Eyes flashed, head
tossed, arms waving about in emphatic declamation, little foot tapped
the floor all a-quiver with excitement, while Pixie stood in the
background faithfully imitating each gesture, and Pat gazed at the
ceiling with an expression of heart-broken innocence. Esmeralda called
upon all present to witness that she was despised and ridiculed by the
members of her own family; that by this evening's work she had been made
the laughing-stock of the county; and announced her intention of leaving
home by the first train that steamed out o
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