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Why on earth didn't you order out the covered carriage and a few fur rugs?" Gower colors; but Roger is smiling so naturally that he cannot, without great loss of courtesy, take offence. Treating Dare's remark, however, as beneath notice, he turns and addresses himself solely to Dulce. "To tell you the truth," he says, calmly, "I adore rain.
She had grown very grave of late. Dare's high spirits had the effect of depressing her more than she would allow, even to herself. She liked him. She told herself so every day, and it was a pleasure to her to see him so happy.
And, disregarding another interruption, he related as shortly as he could the story of Stephens's recognition of him in the door-way, and the subsequent revelations in the prison concerning Dare's marriage. "Where is this man, this Stephens?" said Dare, jumping up. "I will go to him. I will hear from his own mouth. Where is he?" "I don't know," replied Charles, curtly. "It is a matter of opinion.
Dare's songs were all very well, but really his voice was nothing so very wonderful, and he was not much of an acquisition in other ways. Then Dare took his opportunity. He dropped into Charles's vacant chair; he wound wool; he wished to learn to knit; his inquiring mind craved for information respecting shooting-stockings.
Dare's interests and affections had all been bound in morocco and vellum. A volume lay open on the table, where the old man had put it down beside the leather arm-chair where he had sat, with his back to the light, summer and winter, winter and summer, for so many years. No one had moved it since. A wavering pencil-mark had scored the page here and there.
Dare had pulled up at the bottom of the drive to the rectory. "Very well," said Mr. Alwynn, absently, getting slowly out. He seemed much shaken. "I will be back perhaps to-night, perhaps to-morrow morning," called Dare after him. But Mr. Alwynn did not answer. Dare's business took him a shorter time than he expected, and the same night found him hurrying back by the last train to Slumberleigh.
She was pretty, a pretty widow, all love, all soul; without friends. I protect her. I marry her. I have a little money. I have five thousand pounds. She knew that. She spent it. I was a fool. In a year it was gone." Dare's face had become white with rage. "And then she told me why she married me. I became enraged. There was a quarrel, and I left her. I had no more money.
A common observer would have simply said: "I should not have taken him for a praying man." He was still upon his knees when Dr. Dare's order came, "Nurse wanted for a bad case!" and he went from his prayer to his first patient. The day was already deep, and a reflection, not of the sunrise, moved with him as light moves.
They always find out that it has something to do with them. If an angel came down from heaven to warn a man of this kind of wrath to come, he would think the real object of her journey was to make his acquaintance. Ruth saw the incredulity in Dare's face when she questioned him, and her heart sank within her.
"Only the Duke and Duchess of Snarleyow and mercy! I wonder if he could have done it!" "Who?" asked Henriette. "Tommy Dare!" ejaculated Mrs. Shadd, her eyes beginning to twinkle. "Do you suppose this is one of Tommy Dare's jokes?" "H'm!" mused Henriette, and then she laughed. "It wouldn't be unlike him, would it?" "Not a bit, the naughty boy!" cried Mrs. Shadd. "That's it, Mrs.
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