Chapter 11: XI

XI Lady Temple’s Troubles “The pheasant in the falcon’s claw, He scarce will yield, to please a daw.” Scott Early in the afternoon of a warm October day, the brothers arrived at Avonmouth, and ten minutes after both were upon the lawn at Myrtlewood, where croquet was still in progress. Shouts of delight greeted the Colonel, and very gracefully did Bessie Keith come to meet him, with the frank confiding sweetness befitting his recent ward, the daughter of his friend. A re…