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"Major Churchill, if, softened by Jacqueline's presence there at Fontenoy, you came to-night to Roselands with the simple purpose of making friends with the man she loves, then, sir, that man would be a heartless churl indeed if he were not touched and gratified, and did not accept with eagerness such an overture. But, sir, but! There is more, I think, in your visit to-night than meets the eye.
And Modeste, full of heartfelt pity, promised to hide her "dear child" from every one, which promise, however, did not prevent her, for she was very self-willed, from going, without Jacqueline's knowledge, to see Madame de Talbrun and tell her all that had taken place.
"Good God, child! whose words are you using?" "Jacqueline's," answered Deb, staring in her turn. "Jacqueline told it to me just that way, one hot night when I could not sleep, and there was heat lightning, and she took me in her lap and we sat by the window. Are you tired, Uncle Edward? Does your arm hurt? Suppose I finish the story to-morrow?" "No, I'm not tired," said Uncle Edward.
Wanda, as Pierrot, sang, with her hands in her pockets, a Russian village song: "Ah! Then she imperiously called Jacqueline to the piano: "It is your turn now," she said, "most humble violet." Up to that moment, Jacqueline's deep mourning had kept the gentlemen present from addressing her, though she had been much stared at.
Jacqueline's demonstrations also were quite other than might have been anticipated. Each step she took in her chamber gave an indication that she had a purpose, and that she would perform it. She removed from her dress the dust and stain of toil, arranged her hair, made herself clean and decent, to meet the sober gaze of others.
This resolve that she would never be found wanting in self-respect held a prominent place in all her plans, as she began to understand better those dangers in life which are for the most part unknown to young girls born in her social position. Jacqueline's character, far from being injured by her trials and experiences, had gained in strength. She grew firmer as she gained in knowledge.
For this was Jacqueline; but it was not my Jacqueline. It might have been Jacqueline's grandmother when she was a girl this haughty belle with her high waist and side curls, and her flounced skirt and aspect of cold recognition. She did not stir as I approached her, but stood still, framed in the door-way, looking at me as though I were an unwelcome stranger. My outstretched arms fell to my sides.
The new question seemed curiously pregnant. Max heard it, and in swift response came back again to the dressing-table, took the hair from Jacqueline's hands and began again to intertwist it with the boyish locks. Jacqueline raised herself from her crouching position, the more easily to gratify her curiosity. "It is extraordinary the change!" she murmured. "Extraordinary!
This resolve that she would never be found wanting in self-respect held a prominent place in all her plans, as she began to understand better those dangers in life which are for the most part unknown to young girls born in her social position. Jacqueline's character, far from being injured by her trials and experiences, had gained in strength. She grew firmer as she gained in knowledge.
There were no lights upon the Claire, and I surmised that the conspirators were keeping quietly hidden in expectation of Jacqueline's arrival, though how Dubois had outwitted them I could not at the time surmise. However, there was little doubt that once the trick was discovered the Claire would follow on our heels.
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