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"I should be obliged to you," he said, still holding his cigar between his fingers, and looking down at her with a very dark frown upon his face, "if you would kindly tell me exactly what you mean." Florence Lepel raised her beautiful eyes at last to her brother's face. "I only repeat what you yourself have said. There is no way out of it for you."
"Who I am, dear? Myself, Hubert Lepel, and nobody else." "And cousin" she brought the words out with difficulty "cousin to the Vanes of Beechfield." "Well, what objection have you to the Vanes of Beechfield?" "They have the right to object to me; and so have you. Do you remember the evening when I spoke to you in the street outside the theatre?
He seemed indeed to love him more than did the mother of the boy. Florence Lepel was not perhaps of a very loving disposition, but it was remarkable that she apparently almost disliked little Dick. She never petted or fondled the child sometimes she rebuked him very angrily.
She had almost a sense of elation as she stood at the door of Hubert's sitting-room and knocked her timid little knock, which had to be twice repeated before the door was opened; and then a tall slight girl in black stood in the doorway and asked her what she wanted. "I want to see Mr. Lepel," said Enid, blushing and hesitating. "Mr. Lepel has been ill."
Lepel, and trust you to make her tractable before we reach the house where we are to sing. For the last few days I have not known how to content la signorina at all; she has twice refused to sing when refusal meant well, two things loss of money and offence of friends. Those are two things which I do not like at all."
Tell me nothing more just now. How did you manage it? I must have a gallop. Yes, I shall be at both, be sure of that. My father introduced me. 'Let me present to your notice my son, Harry Lepel Richmond, Miss Penrhys. She touched my fingers, and nodded at me; speaking to him: 'He has a boy's taste: I hear he esteems me moderately well-favoured.
Elizabeth's for a time; but I am afraid that it was all of no avail. She listened to what we said with a face of stone. And in the morning in the morning, Mr. Lepel, we found that she was gone." "Gone! Without the knowledge of any of you?" "Entirely. She must have stolen out in the middle of the night when every one was asleep.
Why, with your face and your pretty voice and your education, I should think that you could have half Lunnon if you chose!" "Not I," said Cynthia, laughing with a little of her old spirit "or, if I had, it would be the wrong half, father. Besides, Mr. Lepel is not to blame. He he would marry me to-morrow, I believe, if I would allow it; it was I that arranged to wait. I would rather wait.
"I expect that the black's all on the surface," said the Rector's wife. "You needn't laugh, Alfred; Mr. Lepel knows what I mean, I'm sure. The child's been in the workhouse for more than a fortnight, and has left it only for the last day or two; she is just dusty and grimy with the heat and exercise, and will be glad of a bath, poor thing!
'Your name the signature of your name alone, darling Richie, and he traced a crooked scrawl with a forefinger, "Still, dearest angel, in contempt of death and blood, I am yours to eternity, Harry Lepel Richmond, sometimes called Roy a point for your decision in the future, should the breath everlastingly devoted to the most celestial of her sex, continue to animate the frame that would rise on wings to say adieu! adieu!"
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