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"Come along, Well-Well," she repeated. The dog sat down, with a definite air of ending further exploration as far as ruins were concerned, on his part. "I think you and Janie are bewitched to-day." Damaris spoke petulantly and watched the dog waddle back and sit down beside the maid, who, busy crocheting, sat on a stone some few yards from the Temple, to which she had resolutely turned her back.
Like some avenging goddess, Damaris, the ladylike, almost finished product of Onslow House, sprang straight at the man, smote him with the flat of the hand upon the face, and pounced upon the yelping pup. "Take your leg out of the dog's chain, you idiot!" she cried, her eyes blazing, her perfect teeth flashing in a positive snarl. "Be quick; don't be so clumsy. How dare you hit a dog.
Under eighteen years of age were the girls, Remember and Mary Allerton, Constance and Damaris Hopkins, Elizabeth Tilley and, possibly, Desire Minter and Humility Cooper.
Damaris, catching his intention, responded; and if rather languidly yet loyally played up. But, before the spell was wholly broken and frankness gave place to their habitual reserve, there was one further question she must ask if the gnawings of that false conscience, begotten in her by Henrietta's strictures, were wholly to cease. "Do you mind if we go back just a little minute," she said.
During that session in the drawing-room Damaris, to his thankfulness, had asked no questions of him. All she demanded child-like, in her extremity, had been the comfort and security of human contact. And this he gave her simply, ungrudgingly, with a high purity of understanding, guiltless of any shadow of embarrassment or any after-thought.
The said vanishing was reported to Damaris by Mary, on the day subsequent to its occurrence, not without signs of hardly repressed jubilation. For "Egypt," in this case represented by the Deadham Hard servants' hall, was unfeignedly "glad at her departing." "A good riddance, I call it and we all know the rest of that saying," Mrs.
Damaris duly arrived in Egypt, accompanied by Wellington who had shown no sign of incipient hydrophobia and Jane Coop, her maid. It were best to describe them both now, and so get it all over. Whilst waiting one exeat upon Waterloo station, the girl had annexed unto herself a holy terror in the shape of a brindle bull-pup.
She much preferred their all going indoors Carteret along with the rest, if it came to that. She turned and smiled upon Damaris. "However good your memory for faces may be, I find it very sweet you should have recognized mine after 'just the first little minute," she said, with a coaxing touch of mimicry. "You haven't quite parted company with the baby I remember so well, even yet.
In a searing flash, by the sound of his friend's voice, the way he moved, the whole Western look of him, Carden Ali had understood that this man, born of the moors, the bracing climate, the cold skies, the snows and springs of England, was the true mate for beautiful English Damaris.
Cooper and I were fairly wild waiting down on the sea-wall with the lantern, thinking of drowning and worse, when" she glanced sharply at her companion and, lowering her eyes altered the position of the chair by a couple of inches "when Captain Faircloth's boat came up beside the breakwater and he carried Miss Damaris ashore and across the garden." "Stop" Theresa broke in "I do not follow you.
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