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Miss West returned from her drive. She had been to Lord's to see the Oxford and Cambridge cricket match. She had been surrounded by admirers, like flies round a pot of honey, and had the most eligible _partis_ of the season endeavouring to win their way to her good graces as she promenaded up and down between the innings, and partook of tea and strawberries in the tents; and Lady Rachel (who had her own diversions) looked on and said to herself, "That Madeline was becoming much too run after, and Tony would have to mind what he was about. " Meanwhile, Mr. West, for whose society there was no competition, hugged himself with joy, as he saw a baronet and a baron approach Madeline in turn. This was precisely as it should be! Then he went up to Lord Tony and said, "I say, Tony, wasn't that the Duke of Margate I saw you talking to just now -- a funny old Johnny, with a shabby hat and red face?"
"Ye-e-s -- I -- I believe so," shrinking instinctively from what he knew was to follow -- as per usual.