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t's simply impossible for me to ride across that heath---- _Matt._ But you rode across it last night in a howling snowstorm---- _Lucas._ Yes, I did! Last night! And never again, thank you! No! I don't mind shaking down anywhere to oblige---- [_He is about to drop again into the arm-chair, but_ MATT _gently pushes him aside and drops into the chair himself._ _Lucas._ [_Going to sofa._] Anywhere to oblige! [_Drops comfortably on to sofa._ _Dolly._ [_Comes up to him finally._] Lucas, this is abominable! I suppose you think because we treated you so leniently over that wretched governess---- _Lucas._ Well, I thought you were pretty deuced hard down on us---- _Dolly._ What?! Oh! [_Appeals to_ MATT. _Lucas._ I didn't mind your slanging me, but you might have had a little consideration for her feelings, because, after all, she was one of your own sex! _Dolly._ My own sex! The minx! _Lucas._ And an orphan! _Dolly._ Orphan! [_To_ MATT.] Go and speak to him! Go and speak to him! [MATT _rises and goes to_ LUCAS. DOLLY _sits down in despair._ _Matt._ Come, Lu. You're not playing the game! You promised to take yourself off. _Lucas._ [_Comfortably seated._] Well, I will take myself off, only let me take myself off in my own way. _Dolly._ It's useless your staying! Renie won't see you again. _Lucas._ Won't she? _Dolly._ No. She gave me a last message for you---- _Lucas._ Did she? Why didn't you give it to me? _Dolly._ If I tell you, will you take yourself off? _Lucas._ Yes, of course. What was her last message? _Dolly._ She said "She should always value your noble devotion, and be proud that she had known you; but you must see how hopeless it was, and that she trusted you would go away at once and leave her to respect you, as you had always respected her!" _Matt._ A very pretty, touching little adieu! Does her great credit. Now, Lu! Cut it! Come, my boy! [_Lifts him up off sofa._ LUCAS _gets up very reluctantly._ _Lucas._ Well, if I must go--good-night! _Matt._ Good-night. [_Shaking hands._] I may see you to-morrow afternoon. _Lucas._ Where? _Matt._ I'm driving over to Aldershot to see Sir John. I shall look you up---- _Lucas._ I may not be there in the afternoon---- _Dolly._ Lucas, you're coming over here---- _Lucas._ No--no; I'm not. You shouldn't suspect me. _Dolly._ It won't be the least use your coming---- _Lucas._ I know th
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