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And she was positive that now, consciously alert and suspicious, if she saw the two together even for a short time she would know. And if she knew that it was so, that Charmian had set her affections on Heath what then? She resolved not to look beyond the day. But as the moments passed, and she waited, her mind, like a thing beyond control, began to occupy itself with that question.
Would call and offer my well wishes in person, but am unexpectedly called away on business. Presume Miss Saunders has told you of our little affair, so will not enlarge upon the facts. Please give her my best regards and congratulations. "Yours respect'ly, Charmian let the papers fall to her lap, and looked at Cornelia who stared blankly, helplessly back at her.
"Then what do they really believe?" exclaimed Charmian, raising herself up on the cushions, and resting one flushed cheek on her hand. "The worst, no doubt!" said Alston. "What does it matter?" said Claude. Quickly he took out of a box, clipped, lit, and began to smoke a fresh cigar. "What does anything matter so long as we have a success, a big, resounding success?"
Had I possessed the genius of a Praxiteles I might have given to the world a masterpiece of beauty to replace his vanished Venus of Cnidus; but, as it happened, I was only a humble blacksmith, and she a fair woman who sighed, and nibbled her pen, and sighed again. "What is it, Charmian?"
As she spoke, as with her cold yellow eyes she glanced through the interstices of her veil at Charmian, she thought of Claude's libretto. "Oh, but they are very attractive!" said Charmian quickly. She, too, was thinking of the libretto with its Arab characters, its African setting.
As she approached the throne, her train left the hall; the only persons who remained were Charmian, Iras, Zeno, the Keeper of the Seal, and the "introducer." Cleopatra cast a rapid glance at the throne, to which an obsequious gesture of the courtier's hand invited her; but she remained standing, gazing keenly at Barine.
You'll come, won't you, Miss Maybough?" "If mamma will let me," said Charmian, meekly. "Of course! Suppose we go ask her?" The friends of Mrs. Maybough had now reduced themselves to Wetmore, who sat beside her, looking over at the little tea-table group. Ludlow led the rest toward her. "What an imprudence," he called out, "when I'd just been booming you!
"I have reason to believe that Jacques Sennier or rather Madame Sennier, for she read all the libretti sent in to him, and only showed him those she thought worth considering that if Madame Sennier had seen the libretto I sold to your husband Sennier would have set mine mine in preference to the one he has set." "Indeed!" said Charmian, with studied indifference.
Like his brother, he had a head too small for his body, but his well-formed features were animated by a pair of eyes sparkling with a keen, covetous expression. Iras, too, seemed glad to welcome the favourite, but ere the brother and sister reached the staircase she left him to embrace Charmian, her aunt and companion, with the affection of a daughter.
Though letters came from her mother, sister, or Charmian, her grandfather, Gorgias, or Archibius, not one transformed the wish to leave her desolate hiding-place into actual homesickness, but each brought fresh subjects for conversation, and among them many which, by arousing the interest of both, united them more firmly.
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