"That is the sum and substance of what the wearisome landlady,
had to tell me. Unnecessary to say that I was not in the least
interested by it. Even if the nurse's s assertion is to be
depended on--which I persist in doubting--it is of no importance
now. I know that Miss Milroy, and nobody but Miss Milroy has
utterly ruined my prospect of becoming Mrs. Armadale of Thorpe
Ambrose, and I care to know nothing more. If her mother was
really alone in the attempt to expose my false reference, her
mother seems to be suffering for it, at any rate. And so good-by
to Mrs. Milroy; and Heaven defend me from any more last glimpses
at the cottages seen through the medium of my landlady's
spectacles!
"Nine o'clock.--Bashwood has just left me, having come with news
from the great house. Pedgift the younger has made his attempt
at bringing about a reconciliation this very day, and has failed.
I am the sole cause of the failure. Armadale is quite willing to
be reconciled if Pedgift the elder will avoid all future occasion
of disagreement between them by never recurring to the subject
of Miss Gwilt. This, however, happens to be exactly the condition
which Pedgift's father--with his opinion of me and my
doings--should consider it his duty to Armadale _not_ to accept.
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