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"That is what I desire you to understand. We must not talk any more about me. I am not the topic of conversation." "But first let me finish what I wanted to say," he insisted. "My talk won't break any bones. You'd be wrong not to listen to it because it's meant to help you to be of use to you. This is the thing, Lady Cressage: You're in a particularly hard and unpleasant position.

"There never was a day that I didn't feel THAT!" Thorpe put fervour into his voice. "I was never reconciled to it for a minute. I never ceased swearing to myself that I'd pull myself out of it. And that's what makes me sort of soft-hearted now toward those toward those who haven't pulled themselves out of it." "Your niece says you are soft-hearted beyond example," remarked Lady Cressage.

The waiter would be sufficiently surprised at the party's appetites as it was. Half an hour later, his plan of campaign suddenly yielded a victory. Lady Cressage appeared on her balcony, clad in some charming sort of morning gown, and bareheaded.

"Oh, but it fits him so splendidly," said Lady Cressage. "He looks the part, as they say. I always thought it was the best of all the soldier names and you have only to look at him to see that he was predestined for a soldier from his cradle." "I wish the Sandhurst people would have a good long look at him, then," put in the mother with earnestness underlying the jest of her tone.

In this matter of women sticking together, for example here before his eyes was one of the prettiest instances of it imaginable. As he looked again at the two figures on the sofa, so markedly unlike in outward aspect, yet knit to each other in such a sisterly bond, he found the spectacle really touching. Lady Cressage had inclined her classic profile even more toward the piano.

He knew only that unnamed forces dragged him forward to hurt and humiliate his former friend. Obscurely, no doubt, there was something about a woman in it. Plowden had been an admirer of Lady Cressage. There was her father's word for it that if there had been money enough he would have wished to marry her.

Here, after luncheon, they had wandered about for a time, regarding the panorama of lake and mountains. Now, as the homeward descent began, chance led the two young people and Miss Madden on ahead. Thorpe found himself walking beside Lady Cressage. He had upon his arm her outer wrap, which she said she would put on presently.

You will not be moved by this occurrence or that to distrust yourself, or reconsider your methods, or form new resolutions. Oh no! Power will be terrible in your hands, if people whom you can injure provoke you to cruel courses " "Oh, dear dear!" broke in Lady Cressage. "What a distressing Mrs. Gummidge-Cassandra you are, Celia! Pray stop it!" "No she's right enough," said Thorpe, gravely.

He could see rather than hear that she said something to her invisible companion within, the while she glanced serenely in the general direction of his balcony. It seemed to him that the answer to her remark, whatever it was, must have exerted a direct influence upon his destiny, for Lady Cressage all at once focussed her vague regard upon him, and nodded with a reasonably gracious smile.

There had been times, at Hadlow House, when Lady Cressage had seemed supremely indifferent to the fact of his existence, and there had been other times when it had appeared manifest that he pleased her or better, perhaps, that she was willing to take note of how much she pleased him. It must have been apparent to her this fact that she produced such an impression upon him.