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He would have it out with him presently. He would have the truth and no compromise, if he had to wring it out of him. He would Again the vision of those strong young shoulders, with red stripes crossing their gleaming white surface, rose before Sir Beverley. He swore a strangled oath. No, he hadn't meant to punish the boy to that extent, his infernal impudence notwithstanding.
I read it because well just because they want me to read about nothing but sickly old saints and woe-begone penitents. I like something lively. What do I care for all that uninteresting religious stuff?" "Montaigne IS decidedly lively in spots," Beverley remarked. "I shouldn't think a girl I shouldn't think you'd particularly enjoy his humors."
I had, previously to this date, found a Mæcenas in Beverley, in the person of a learned gentleman who volunteered to foster my love of the Muses by buying the copyright of a volume of poems and publishing the same at his own expense which he did, poor man, without stint, and by which noble patronage of Poet's Corner verse, he must have lost money.
Jocelyn Thew shrugged his shoulders and accepted what amounted almost to a little nod of dismissal. He ascended the staircase thoughtfully and came face to face with Katharine Beverley, issuing from the music room. She greeted him with a little exclamation of relief. "Mr. Thew," she exclaimed, "I have been looking for you everywhere.
As soon as Hamilton's discomfited scouts reported to him, he sent Long-Hair with twenty picked savages, armed and supplied for continuous and rapid marching, in pursuit of Beverley. There was a large reward for bringing him in alive, a smaller one for his scalp. When Alice heard of all this, her buoyant and happy nature seemed entirely to desert her for a time.
It was some time before Beverley could again secure Alice for a dance, and he found it annoying him atrociously to see her smile sweetly on some buckskin-clad lout who looked like an Indian and danced like a Parisian. He did not greatly enjoy most of his partners; they could not appeal to any side of his nature just then.
"Not so mad as he'll be when he finds out," crowed the girl. "Hurray! The whole business is settling itself in my head. The one trouble is Mr. Sands. The rest will be all right. Think what to do about him, Angel; think hard!" Beverley thought until her brain whirled. "I might suggest Roger's dining at his club," she said. "But how I should hate to do that! He's vexed already. He has a right to be!
It may be that Beverley might have been brought to political confusion and Sir Henry Edwards relegated to private life without the expenditure of my hard-earned money, and without that fortnight of misery; but connecting the things together, as it was natural that I should do, I did flatter myself that I had done some good.
"He must be patient, perforce," replied Chaloner; "he plays for a crown, and it is a high stake; but he can not command the minds of men, although he may the persons. I am no croaker, Beverley, but if we succeed with this army, as at present disorganized, we shall perform a miracle."
Fortune, beauty, worth and sweetness I had power to relinquish, and severe as was the task, I compelled myself to perform it, but when to these I find joined so attractive a softness, a pity for my sufferings so unexpectedly gentle no! sweetest Miss Beverley, I can quit you no more!"
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