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But the pause that followed Bertram's nonsense seemed to be waiting for her to fill it. "Oh, I should like to hear you play, Mr. Cyril," she stammered. Then, gathering courage. "CAN you play 'The Maiden's Prayer'?" Bertram gave a cough, a spasmodic cough that sent him, red-faced, out into the hall. From there he called: "Can't stop for the animals to perform, Miss Billy.
'Well, sir, replied Bertram, 'if I am not furnished in a day or two otherwise, you shall have such an order. 'Weel, weel, then ye shall be put up like a prince, said Mac-Guffog.
I, Dudley Bertram, vow and declare that Fitz Roy Bertram shall continue to be my dearest and nearest chum from this time forth, forevermore. Amen." Roy grasped Dudley's hands eagerly and earnestly, and repeated his vow in the same words, perhaps with additional emphasis; then with a sigh of relief, he turned to chatter of other things.
Their progress was therefore slow: but they had floundered on between two and three miles: and as yet Bertram had found no cause for openly expressing his dissatisfaction with his guide. The manners and deportment of the man were indeed unpleasant: his head he carried in a drooping posture; never looked directly in Bertram's face; and now and then eyed him askance.
Bertram found it much harder to prove his assertion than to state it. He could only answer that he did not know. "Nor I neither," returned Hugh. "Nor Timothy neither, without I much mistake." "I must needs give thee up. Thou art the worst caitiff to reason withal, ever mortal man did see!" Hugh laughed. "Lo' you, friend, I ask but for one instance of authority.
It is my property, sir; my name is Glossin." "Glossin Glossin?" repeated Bertram, as if the answer were somewhat different from what he expected : "I beg your pardon, Mr. Glossin; I am apt to be very absent. May I ask if the castle has been long in your family?"
And I little thought you would have deserted me." "Ah!" sighed Bertram. "You're discontented, because your amusements are interrupted. But think of my position, torn from a woman whom I adore." "Well, you know you must have left her sooner or later," urged St. Aldegonde. "Why?" asked Bertram. "You know what Lothair told us. She is engaged to her cousin the Prince of Samos, and "
In one way or another, he saw nearly as much of Kate Waddington, that winter, as he did of Eleanor. Kate, too, was a ray of light. She "the little sister of the clever" her enemies called her made the Tiffany house a bourne between her stops at her home in the Mission and her rangings about Russian Hill. Bertram noticed with sentimental pleasure that the two girls were a great deal together.
She ran across the grass, looking slim and pale in her white muslin dress, her face full of intense feeling, her manner so hurried and eager that her mother felt irritated by it. "You need not dash at me as if you meant to knock me down, Kate," she said. "You said you wanted me, mother." "So I did, Catherine. I do want you. Come into the house with me." Mrs. Bertram turned and walked up the steps.
The girl came a little nearer. Old Mrs. Tester bustled past her with the hot breakfast. "You!" said Mrs. Bertram, when the old woman had left the room, "you are Josephine Hart." "I am Josephine; you know better than to call me Hart." "Hush! that matter has been arranged between your grandfather and my solicitor. Do you wish the bargain undone?" "I sincerely wish it undone."
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