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If he had been in his ordinary spirits, or perhaps in some of his haunts less solitary than Mardykes, he would have laughed; but here he had grown unlike himself, gloomy and credulous, and was, in fact, a nervous man. Sir Bale smiled, and shook his head dismally. "It is very kind of you, Feltram; the idea shows a kindly disposition. I know you would do me a kindness if you could."
The storm continued; and even to him there seemed something exaggerated and inhuman in the severity of his expulsion on such a night. It was his own doing, it was true; but would people believe that? and would he have thought of leaving Mardykes at all if it had not been for his kinsman's severity?
But if there was a question of the kind, it was determined in favour of silence. He dropped her hand, turned quickly, and left her. Dr. Torvey's Opinion When Lady Walsingham reached the head of the stairs, she met her maid, and from her learned that her sister, Lady Mardykes, was downstairs in the same room.
Sir Bale Mardykes on a sudden softly entered the room. Reflected from the floor near the window, the white moonlight somehow gave to his fixed features the character of a smile.
The answers were all satisfactory. With a great sigh and a little laugh, Lady Walsingham placed her hand affectionately on that of her sister; who, saying, "God be thanked!" began to weep. "When had you last news from Mardykes?" asked Lady Walsingham. "A servant was down here about four o'clock." "O! no one since?" said she in a disappointed tone.
He used to walk through the woodlands on the slopes of the fells above Mardykes, muttering to himself, picking up the rotten sticks with which the ground was strewn, breaking them in his hands, and hurling them from him, and stamping on the earth as he paced up and down. One night a thunder-storm came on, the wind blowing gently up from Golden Friars.
'Twas no livin' woman, for she couldn't rise that height above the water, as they well knew when they came to think; and knew it was a dobby they saw; and ye may be sure they didn't spare prayer and blessin', and went on their course straight before the wind; for neither would a-took the worth o' all the Mardykes to look sich a freetin' i' the face again.
She knocked again more violently, and shook the door with all her fragile force. It was something of horror in her countenance as she did so, that, no doubt, terrified Lady Mardykes, who with a loud and long scream sank in a swoon upon the floor. The servants, alarmed by these sounds, were speedily in the gallery.
She expected the hero of a brilliant and wicked romance; and listened for the step of the truant Lovelace who was to fulfil her idea of manly beauty and fascination. She sustained a slight shock when he did appear. Sir Bale Mardykes was, as she might easily have remembered, a middle-aged man and he looked it.
No no punch for me. By and by, perhaps." The talk went on, but the stranger had grown silent. He had seated himself on an oak bench by the fire, towards which he extended his feet and hands with seeming enjoyment; his cocked hat being, however, a little over his face. Gradually the company began to thin. Sir Geoffrey Mardykes was the first to go; then some of the humbler townsfolk.
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