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Not a doubt of that, even though Colney turns the shadow of his back on us. 'One critic the less for you! said Nesta. Skepsey was to meet her carriage at the theatre. Ten minutes later, Victor and Simeon Fenellan were proceeding thitherward on foot. 'I have my speech, said Victor.
Durance, it speaks well for England when they're allowed the chance here. 'Good! Fenellan exclaimed. 'And that upsets his placement of the modern national genders: Germany masculine, France feminine, Old England what remains. Victor ruffled and reddened on his shout of 'Neuter? Their circle widened. Nesta knew she was on promotion, by her being led about and introduced to ladies.
'Ah, ya, it is true, what you say: "The English grow as fast as odders, but they grow to corns instead of brains." They are Bull. Quaat true. He bellowed on a laugh the last half of the quotation. Colney marked him. His encounters with Fenellan were enlivening engagements and left no malice; only a regret, when the fencing passed his guard, that Fenellan should prefer to flash for the minute.
The next time she saw Dartrey Fenellan, she was assured of him, as being the man who might be spoken to; and by a woman: though not by a girl; not spoken to by her. The throb of the impulse precipitating speech subsided to a dumb yearning. He noticed her look: he was unaware of the human sun in the girl's eyes taking an image of him for permanent habitation in her breast.
'Such numbers of people one would wish to know! Who are those ladies holding a Court, where Mr. Radnor is? 'Lady Carmine, Lady Swanage if it is your wish? interposed the colonel. She dealt him a forgiving smile. 'And that pleasant-looking old gentleman? Colonel Corfe drew-up. Fenellan said: 'Are we veterans at forty or so? 'Well, it 's the romance, perhaps! She raised her shoulders.
Her singing of a duet with Nesta, called forth Dr. Themison's very warm applause. He named the greatest of contraltos. Colney did better service than Fenellan at the luncheon-table: he diverted Nataly and captured Dr.
I should not exactly say revengeful. We have to discriminate. I gather, that her animus is, in all honesty, directed at the I quote state of sin. We are mixed, you know. The Winegod in the blood of Fenellan gave a leap. 'But, fifty thousand times more mixed, she might any moment stop the state of sin, as she calls it, if it pleased her. 'She might try.
Fenellan, with the usual apologetic moderation of a second statement, thought 'there was the look of it. 'Well, we must watch over her. Dartrey! but Dartrey's an honest fellow with women. But men are men. Very few men spare a woman when the mad fit is on her. A little woman-pretty little woman! wife to Jacob Blathenoy! She mustn't at her age have any close choosing under her hand.
He and Victor had once admired that blatancy. Mr. Pempton appeared, according to anticipation. He sat himself beside Priscilla. Entered Mrs. John Cormyn, voluminous; Mrs. Peter Yatt, effervescent; Nataly's own people were about her and she felt at home. Mrs. Blathenoy pushed a small thorn into it, by speaking of Captain Fenellan, and aside, as if sharing him with her.
Simeon Fenellan could clap the halter on a coltish mob; he had positively caught the roar of cries and stilled it, by capping the cries in turn, until the people cheered him; and the effect of the scene upon Victor Radnor disposed him to rank the gift of repartee higher than a certain rosily oratorical that he was permitted to tell himself he possessed, in bottle if not on draught.
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