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All Miss Clairville's latent womanliness sprang to the surface as she jumped off the bed and enfolded her friend in a warm embrace. "God knows, you will never be forgotten by me, Sara! We've struggled together too long for that. You have a sweet temper and a kind heart, and le bon Dieu takes note of that. I wish now you could marry Mr.
Jupiter was just rising, giving a large mellow light like a house lamp, round and strong, and casting a shadow, but the fall of a sable lock on Miss Clairville's white neck was already more to him. They were soon seated side by side on the balcony. She had regained something other usual manner. "You must not think that I am ungrateful for your interest in me," she said.
Was it not likely that, at the last, this pride had rallied its strength around him, and bade him seek a nobler bride than the lowly maiden of the "Refugees?" Too readily she heard him, for love the fondest is nearest allied to hate the deepest, and De Clairville's name became a thing for scorn and hate. 'Twas vain for me to speak what could I say?
"I'm not saying there's anything wrong with Methodists all the same, you know," continued Crabbe, giving her arm a final and caressing pat as he released her, "but still I've seen better chairmen." Crabbe was now leaning lazily against the wall and occasionally moved his arm across Miss Clairville's back, as if he might at any moment fold it around her waist as he had done outside the barn.
"Believe me," he said, "I would give way to the better man, and you, of course, are he, if I thought Miss Clairville's future would thereby be benefited, but I cannot imagine anything more uncongenial than the life which you pardon me would be likely to offer her. She has no money and she loves money. She is tired of her home and all these surroundings; I can take her from them for ever.
Miss Clairville's colour, already high, leaped more redly in her cheeks and she trembled; the ancient power that this man held over her, the ring of his rich English inflections, the revival of habit and association made her weak as water, so that she suddenly sat down and could find nothing to say.
"Do you deny that your being here is a menace to Miss Clairville's peace and that you you a frocked and tonsured priest have addressed words of love to her? If I did not utterly despise you, I should kick you out into the storm." "You need do neither. I do not deny that I love Miss Clairville; I deny only that I have menaced or threatened her in any form.
One hand had 'twined in the death grasp round the reed-like stem of the mullen plant we unclosed it, and it sprung back, tall and straight as before; something glittered in the other 'twas the half of De Clairville's golden locket how it came to be in his possession was strange, but we thought not of it then.
She always accused herself as the cause of De Clairville's death, and indirectly, too, she had been but restitution now was made. We laid her by his side, and thus I lost my early, only love. Here then was it where we chose our heritage, and here we have since remained, but everything is changed since then. Many an aged brow has passed from earth, and many a bright eye closed in death.
Dust in thick rolls, cobwebs in floating black triangular and looped clusters, stale odours and rubbish the apartment which had served as bedroom, dining-room, salon and study so long, would naturally be in a disgraceful condition. Henry Clairville's ghost it was that passed from that room to the hall, but the ghost walked more than Henry Clairville had done for nine years.
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