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The count's scheme, simply and yet ingeniously conceived, succeeded without any effort. Three days after my birth, the crime was committed, and I, poor, helpless infant, was betrayed, despoiled and disinherited by my natural protector, by my own father! Poor Claudine! She promised me her testimony for the day on which I should reclaim my rights!"

When I spoke to the old fellow of marrying Claudine he swore fiercely, and eight days after, he sent me to Porto on a schooner belonging to one of our neighbours, just to give me a change of air. I came back, at the end of six months, thinner than a marling spike, but more in love than ever. Recollections of Claudine scorched me like a fire.

Dunbar drew nearer to him, and in a whisper that thrilled through every fibre of Sir Lionel's frame, hissed in his ear, "I am your wife and here is my brother Frederick!" Over Sir Lionel's face there came a flash of horror, sudden, sharp, and overwhelming. He staggered and shrank back. "Claudine!" he murmured, in a stifled voice. "Sit down," whispered Lady Dudleigh now no longer Mrs.

Claudine, in her terror, did not guess that he was joking; she shrank back, stumbled over a chair, and fell with her head against the corner of the marble chimney-piece. She thought she should have died. When she could speak, poor woman, as she lay on the bed, all that she said was, 'I deserved it, Charles! "For a moment La Palferine was in despair; his anguish revived Claudine.

"Watched!" she repeated, haughtily. "Do you mean, Sybilla Silver " "I mean, my lady," Miss Silver said, firmly, "Sir Everard has set spies. The Beech Walk is watched by night and by day. Claudine is little better than a tool in the hands of Edwards, the valet, with whom she is in love. She tells everything to Edwards, and Edwards repeats to his master.

Do not, however, mention our plans to her; for she has been given to understand that you know nothing. I wish to charge myself with the sole responsibility of the deed; it is more prudent. This woman is a native of Normandy. She was born on our estate, almost in our house. Her husband is a brave and honest sailor. Her name is Claudine Lerouge.

And, you see, when those eyes that ask nothing but to see you are upon you, you will feel that in your Claudine there is a something divine, called into existence by you. "'Alas! with you I can never play the coquette. I am like a mother with her child; I endure anything from you; I, that was once so imperious and proud.

Five minutes of mad impatience ten; then Claudine, scared and shivering, appeared. "Where is your mistress?" "Mon Dieu! how should I know? Is not my lady in bed?" "No; her bed has not been slept in to-night. She is in none of her rooms. When did you see her last?" "About ten o'clock. She dismissed me for the night; she said she would undress herself." "Where is Miss Silver?"

"'Now, said La Palferine one day, 'what am I to do to get rid of Claudine? "'Why, she is not at all troublesome; she leaves you master of your actions, objected we. "'That is true, returned La Palferine, 'but I do not choose that anything shall slip into my life without my consent. "From that day he set himself to torment Claudine.

Where are the bonnets you spoke of just now?" The milliner brought forth a number of pattern cards and plates, and pointed out two bonnets, either of which, in her judgment, was more beautiful than the one Mrs. Claudine had received. "Far handsomer," was the brief remark with which Mrs. Ballman approved the milliner's judgment. "And now," she added, "can you get me up one of these by Sunday?"