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"And perhaps she could not teach herself to like me. But, ah! that is out of the question." "There is nothing between you and Adela then?" asked Bertram. "Oh, no; nothing." "On your honour, nothing?" "Nothing at all. It is quite out of the question. My marrying, indeed!" And then they took their bedroom candlesticks and went to their own rooms.
Bertram and Maude rode back as they had come. Maude was very silent, which was no wonder; and so, for ten minutes, was Bertram. Then he began: "How liked you this forest life, Mistress Maude?" "Well, Master Lyngern, and I thank you," said she absently. "And to-morrow is a week our Lady's Grace shall wed?" "Why, Master Lyngern, you know that as well as I."
So long divided and so differently situated, the ties of blood were little more than nothing. An attachment, originally as tranquil as their tempers, was now become a mere name. Mrs. Price did quite as much for Lady Bertram as Lady Bertram would have done for Mrs. Price.
Northbury was a remarkably light-hearted little place, but it never had entered into quite so gay a season as this memorable August when Captain Bertram came to woo. It somehow got into the air that this gay young officer had taken his leave for the express purpose of getting himself a wife.
Billy shook her head. She was obviously near to crying. "But, Bertram, I can't stand it to sit here enjoying myself all safe and comfortable, and know that Baby is alone up there in that great big room! Please, please won't you go and telephone Delia to go up now and stay there?"
"Remailed!" exclaimed Bertram. "Remailed," corroborated his friend. "I expect we'll find the others the same." One by one he submitted the envelopes to the steam bath. Each of them, as the stamp was peeled off, exhibited more or less fragmentary signs of a previous cancellation. "Careless work," criticized Average Jones.
The boat from Calcutta came in while they were there, and suddenly all the cells were tenanted, and the cave was full of spoiled children, tawny nurses, pale languid mothers, and dyspeptic fathers. These were to be fellow-travellers homewards with Bertram and Wilkinson. Neither of our friends regarded with favour the crowd which made them even more uncomfortable than they had been before.
Like my aunt, I don't see why we should carry long faces, Monsieur Bertram, because we have reformed our religion; and I believe that a light heart and good spirits will stand wear and tear better than a sad visage." The four men were no less pleased with their new employer. "That is a lad after my own heart," Roger said, as they went out.
Bertram entered timidly and confused, almost overpowered by happiness, for this room into which he came was Elise's bedroom, the sanctuary of maidenhood and beauty, and he felt disposed to kneel down and pray, so evidently did this room seem to him a temple of innocence.
They're all gone now, anyway, except Miss Hawthorn." "But Billy must have had the care and the excitement." "Perhaps to a certain extent. Though not much, after all. You see Bertram, too, has given up his summer to them, and has been playing the devoted escort to the whole bunch.
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