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"As long as the S. W. & P. and the B. F. & N. W. were scrapping, the Sancho Hills Basin had as good service with burros." Both Boise and Courtney laughed. "Be careful, Johnny," warned Courtney. "Mr. Boise is president of the S. W. & P., and is now also virtually president of the B. F. & N. W." Constance sighed, but stuck gamely to her post.
'You have your father's obstinacy, I see; and throwing down his paper angrily, General Forsyth got up and left the room. 'Never saw the general lose his temper before, murmured Mr. Stroud to Constance; and she replied, in tones loud enough for me to hear, 'She is a provoking little thing; I believe it is nothing but cant with her. I hate those kind of people.
Con. Arthur! Arthur! Ger. Listen to me, Constance. I am going to Garibaldi. He wants soldiers. I must not live an idle life any longer. We must part, Constance. Good-bye, my darling! Con. No, no; not yet; we'll talk about it by-and-by. You see I shall have ever so many things to make for you before you can go! Ger. Garibaldi can't wait, Constance and I can't wait. I shall die if I stop here. Con.
They loved each other still; they loved each other warmly; they never quarrelled; for the temper of Constance was mild, and that of Godolphin generous: but neither believed there was much love on the other side; and both sought abroad that fellowship and those objects they had not in common at home.
For that I toil; for that I sacrifice leisure and tranquillity and most of the things dear to a man philosophically inclined. Was there a twinkle in the editor's eye as it met Lashmar's smile? Constance was watching him with unnaturally staid countenance, and her glance ran round the table. "I'm only afraid," said Lady Ogram, "that he won't stand again."
'So it is, said Constance, seriously, 'only one can't help recollecting the fun of the thing, and what one was driven to in those days. Is there any one you are anxious to correspond with? 'Not in particular, only I can't bear to have Aunt Lilias meddling with my letters; and there's a poor uncle of mine that I know would not like her, or any of the Mohuns, to see his letters. 'Indeed!
With a kind look but a look so superior, so queen-like, so free from the petty and coquettish condescension of the sex, that the gay lord wondered from that hour how he could ever have dreamed of Constance as of certain other ladies she stretched her hand to him. "We are friends, Lord Dartington? and now we know each other, we shall be so always."
"You have come here to see Miss Eden, and I do not wish to drive you away before you have spoken to her. I suppose we can sit in the same room for a few minutes longer." "Thank you," he replied, and coming back took a seat at Fan's side. Mary on her part returned to the sofa and attempted to renew her interrupted conversation with Constance.
"Womanly pride spoke there, Constance." "Or rather say a manly lack of perception in your case." "Perception of what?" "Of the fitness of things," she answered. "That is just what I do see," I returned. "There is no man in S better fitted for conducting this case than Mr. Wallingford." "She will never place it in his hands; you may take a woman's word for that," said my wife confidently.
Moreover, it is but reasonable to assume that he took vigorous steps at once to vindicate himself: which accounts for the woe that lurked close behind the heels of a man named Brock. Brock and Constance had ridden off that afternoon to visit the historic Schloss Ambras.
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