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Sands' own sake, it might be best not to risk a reassuring message of any sort in advance. Someone else might happen to receive it! She determined simply to work as fast as possible, and take the first train she could catch for Newport, with the restrung rope of pearls. Beverley dreaded the night of the dance more even than she had dreaded her mission, nearly a year ago, in Albuquerque.
The result on the audience was prodigious; Mr. Blyth alone sat unmoved. Miss Florinda Beverley was not even a good model to draw legs from, in the estimation of this anti-Amazonian painter!
You mistake me much, Chaloner, if you think that any sense of obligation would prevent me from seeing my sisters removed from a position so unworthy of them, but which circumstances have driven them to. That we are paupers, is undeniable, but I never shall forgot that my sisters are the daughters of Colonel Beverley." "I am delighted with your reply, Edward, and I fear not that of my good aunts.
Beverley forgot her humiliation in sheer amazement. "Weren't you told that Heron was trying to buy them for his wife?" O'Reilly waived her question with another. "No, indeed! They were a surprise present to me this afternoon from my husband. If I'd known that Mr. Heron...." "You don't expect me to believe you'd have sacrificed them to Heron, or his wife, do you, Mrs. Sands?" O'Reilly laughed.
Then Barnabas sighed, a long, bitter sigh, and looking up saw Cleone standing before him. "Ah, dear Godmother!" said she lightly, "I hope your Grace was able to hear well?" "Perfectly, my dear, thank you every word," nodded the Duchess, "though twice Mr. Beverley nearly spoilt it all. I had to hold him dreadfully tight, see how I've crumpled his beautiful cravat.
When Sellers savaged the cat in a manner which should have brought the S.P.C.A. down upon him, Beverley merely beamed. His long-sufferingness was beyond Annette's comprehension. She began to admire him for it. To make his position as critic still more impregnable, Sellers was now able to speak as one having authority. After years of floundering, his luck seemed at last to have turned.
Beverley wrung Kenton's hand and looked into his eyes, as a man does when an old friend comes suddenly out of the past, so to say, and brings the freshness and comfort of a strong, true soul to brace him in his hour of greatest need. "Of all men in the world, Simon Kenton, you were the least expected; but how glad I am! How thankful! Now I know I shall succeed.
I told Beverley that he positively must take this girl to the German. He quarreled and complained a good deal at first, but finally yielded like a dear boy. Then he seemed to enter in the nicest way into the spirit of our altruistic design. He said that after he had asked the girl, it would be very nice if Robert should ask her too.
"Well, I'll be hanged if I know what you mean!" "Why you won't pretend you did not hear Miss Beverley say you were the truest Ouran Outang, or man-monkey, she ever knew?" "No, indeed, that I did not! "No? Nor how much she admired your dexterity in escaping being horse- whipt three times a day for your incurable impudence?" "Not a word on't! Horse-whipt!
"Do you know, for the moment I had quite forgotten," he confided, as he sank into an easy-chair by their side. "Of course, you two are old acquaintances." Nora murmured something. Richard Beverley rose to his feet. "Well, I'd better be getting along," he said. "It's been fine to see you again, Nora," he added, taking her hand in his. "See you later, Thew."
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