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Tell my sister Damaris " He was gone, and Arden, rising, slew the swordsman to whom his death was due. Still fighting, the English reached the brim of the river and the boats that were hidden there. The Mere Honour and the Marigold were now their cities of refuge.
You would not have noticed it, for it would have seemed to you that she was already all out; but you would as did Damaris if you knew anything about horses, have felt it, had you been riding her.
Damaris meanwhile, conscience-stricken she couldn't tell why by this silent interchange of intelligence, this silent demand on his forbearance, on his connivance in her secrecy, laid the letter face downwards on the white table-cloth, unopened.
Damaris she refused to have with her. No she couldn't consent to any clouding of the darling child's bright spirit by her private worries. Trouble, heaven knows, is bound to overtake each one of us more than soon enough! She Henrietta could endure her allotted portion of universal tribulation best in the absence of youthful witnesses.
For there before me, hedged about by wild figures and brandished steel, with slender hands tight-clasped together, with vivid lips apart and eyes wide, I thought to behold at last my beloved Damaris, my Joan, my dear, dear lady; but knowing this false, I laughed and shook my head. "Deluding vision," said I, "blest sight long-hoped and prayed for why plague me now?"
As they passed across the terrace to the hall of columns which is the vestibule of the chapel of the god of Death, he told her how he had watched and waited, meaning no discourtesy, until she should visit the temple amongst the limestone hills. "Where are we going?" Damaris spoke more to break the spell which seemed to hold her than to know the end of the walk across the sand.
In her zeal of welcome Miss Verity was voluble to the point of inconsequence, not to say incoherence. Questions poured from her. She appeared agitated, quaintly self-conscious, so at least it occurred to Damaris. Finally she addressed Carteret. "And you too must be frozen," she declared. "How long it is since we met! I have always been so unlucky in just missing you here!
Damaris straightened the hem of the sheet over the billowing edge of flowered down quilt; and, while so doing, her hand came in contact both with the mirror and the open jewel-case. She looked at this last with an expression bordering on reproach, unfastened the pearls from her throat, and laid them on the wadded, cream-coloured velvet lining.
Lastly, in a corner close beside the bed, I spied a long-barrelled firelock with bandoliers complete. "Martin, are you there? Are you safe?" "Indeed!" says I. "And, Damaris, I have found you treasure beyond price." "O Martin, is it Bartlemy's treasure the jewels?" "Better than that a thousand times. I have found you a real cooking-pot!" "O wonderful! Show me! Nay, let me see for myself.
And surely the gods laughed long and loud when Damaris chose that very day to return by public steamer from Denderah where she had been to visit the Temple of Hathor the Egyptian Aphrodite. "But still his tongue ran on, the less Of weight it bore, with greater ease." Lady Thistleton's daughters were exhaustively energetic.
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