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"The face of the man in khaki seems familiar," she admitted. "That's Crawshay, the fellow whom Jocelyn Thew fooled. He was married last week to the girl with him. Nora Sharey, her name was. She came from New York." "They seem very happy," Katharine observed, watching them as they left the room.
"That sounds like a program that will keep you busy while it lasts. They're not tiring you out, I hope?" Mr. Emerson asked Katharine, who listened to Roger's list without displaying much enthusiasm. "I'm enjoying it all very much," responded Katharine politely, but not in a tone that carried conviction.
Throckmorton laid back his head and laughed suddenly at the ceiling; Cranmer crossed himself; Wriothesley beat his heel upon the floor and shrugged his shoulders bitterly but Lascelles, the Archbishop's spy, kept his eyes upon Throckmorton's face with a puzzled scrutiny. 'Why now does that man laugh? he asked himself. For it seemed to him that by laughing Throckmorton applauded Katharine Howard.
What, do you call this a sleeve? it is like a demi-cannon, carved up and down like an apple tart." The tailor said, "You bid me make it according to the fashion of the times;" and Katharine said, she never saw a better fashioned gown.
"Isn't your hair most dry, girls?" asked Dorothy, with a sudden change of subject. "Let's hurry and put it up any old way, and then have some tennis." There was a simultaneous groan from Katharine and Charlotte. "I didn't expect anything of you two lazy things," said Dorothy coolly. "I'm glad you don't want to, for that leaves just the four of us without any fuss about deciding."
When Katharine came in he reflected that he knew what she had come for, and he made a pencil note before he spoke to her. Having done this, he saw that she was reading, and he watched her for a moment without saying anything.
"The Otways are my cousins," Katharine replied. "Well," said Denham, in a final tone of voice, as if his argument were proved. "Well," said Katharine, "I don't see that you've proved anything." Denham smiled, in a peculiarly provoking way.
Elnora picked up the hat dubiously. "Mother, may I wear my hair as it is now?" she asked. "Let me take a good look," said Katharine Comstock. Heaven only knows what she saw.
In the midst of such conversation the clock of the neighboring tower struck three-quarters, and Philip took his father's great-coat from the warm stove where Katharine had carefully laid it, wrapped himself in it, and taking the lantern and staff, and wishing his parents good-night, proceeded to his post.
But she had closed her eyes against whatever might be revealed and still delayed her mistress's direction: "Go and look for Montgomery and see if he knows anything about Katharine;" then, turning to Susanna, she added: "I am so glad that they are going to be such friends. It's a good thing for a growing boy to be associated with a young lady of his own his own position in life." Susanna sniffed.
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