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It is so dirty outside, but perhaps it would be a pity to bind it. Margot is to have my darling little Daily Light, too. "Then Charty is to have my paste necklace she likes, and any two prints she cares to have, and my little trefeuille diamond brooch oh! and the Hope she painted for me. I love it very much, and my amethyst beads.
But for thee and for thy maid Margot and this maid's brother and his house and his father and his leman death may fall on ye all if this ball of paper miscarry. Katharine made no answer and her mistress spoke on.
The intoxicating whisper followed her wherever she went, and heightened the flush in her cheek. "Berengaria!" cried a laughing voice; and she turned to see Lady Margot Blount standing by her side, holding out a slim, gloved hand.
"Can you forgive me, Margot? . . . I have no faith in women. . . . I have your letter still; in a casket at Périgny. It is yellow with age, and crumbles to the touch. Where did you go? After madame died I was lonely. . . . All, all are phantoms!" Then his delusion took another turn. He saw her no more. "Monsieur de Longueville, you lie when you say that I received billets from madame.
A fortnight went by with no advantage. Pani never left her charge alone. The rambles in the woods were given up, and the girl's heart almost died within her for longing. She helped poor Margot nurse her children, and if Marsac came on a generous errand they surrounded her and swarmed over her. He could have killed them with a good will.
Have a peppermint? It will soothe your feelings." The parcel of round black bull's eyes was held towards Margot in ingratiating fashion. It was impossible to refuse, impossible to cherish angry feelings, impossible to do anything but laugh and be happy in the presence of this kindest and most cheery of men.
"Only a very few to welcome Margot back from New York." "Did she enjoy her visit?" "Immensely. She's as she calls it tickled to death with the Americans in their own country. She meant to stay only one night, but she was there three weeks. It seems all New York has gone mad over Jacques Sennier." "I'm glad they see how really fine his opera is," Claude said, seriously, even earnestly.
How do this man's plans affect ours? I don't understand what you are driving at, Margot, but I should love to go to Scotland! The mountains in the dawning, and the shadows at night, and the dark green of the firs against the blue of the heather oh, wouldn't it be life to see it all again, after this terrible brick city! How clever of you to think of Scotland!"
"Give it me, then." "What! you do not think such a letter can be written at once. It must be well weighed and considered." "Well, then, think over it. I will come or send for it early to-morrow." "Why not sleep here?" "Here?" "Yes, in your chair." "I sleep no more at the Louvre." "But you must know my intentions concerning Margot and her husband.
And not only would ye yourselves be in peril, but peril would threaten good Jean and Margot; and methinks you would be sorely loath that harm should come to them through the faithful kindness they have ever shown to you and yours."
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