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When this personage made his appearance, he ordered Don Ramon released from his fetters. Every one in camp showed obeisance to him. After holding a general conversation with his followers, he approached Don Ramon, the band forming a circle about the prisoner and their chief. "Don Ramon Mora," he began, with mock courtesy, "doubtless you consider yourself an innocent and abused person.
They talked continually of "dear Auntie Mora," and were most anxious to "call cousins" with Olive herself, who, though she could not at all make out the relationship, was quite ready to take it upon faith.
Why, see, Jenkins, the other evening at your house I was amusing myself by counting them all these society adventurers " The little old lady, pink and powdered, put in gently from her place: "Felicia, take care!" But she continued, without listening: "What do you call Monpavon, doctor? And Bois l'Hery? And de Mora himself? And " She was going to say "and the Nabob?" but stopped herself.
Supposing the books had gone, and her presence had remained? . . . Presently a catalogue formed itself in his mind of all those things which might have gone, unmissed, unmourned, if her dear presence had remained. . . . Before long the Palace . . . the City . . . the Cathedral itself . . . all had swelled the list. . . . He was alone with Mora and the sunset; . . . and the battlements of glory were the radiant walls of heaven; . . . and soon he and she were walking up old Mary Antony's golden stair together. . . .
Jenkins's visit to Monpavon at his toilet, the dejeuner at the Nabob's, the inspection of the OEuvre de Bethleem which would have delighted Dickens the collapse of the fetes of the Bey, the Nabob's thrashing Moessard, the death of Mora, Felicia's attempt to escape the funeral of the duke, the interview between the Nabob and Hemerlingue, the baiting in the Chamber, the suicide of that supreme man of tone, Monpavon, the Nabob's apoplectic seizure in the theatre these and many other scenes and episodes, together with descriptions and touches, stand out in our memories more distinctly and impressively than the characters do perhaps more so than does the central motive, the outrageous exploitation of the naive hero.
A great relief filled the mind of the Bishop as he heard the clattering hoofs of the fastest nag in his stables, ring on the paving stones without, and die away in the distance. A serious danger would be averted, if the Knight were warned in time. The Bishop prayed that his letter might reach Hugh's hands before Mora was moved to speak to him of Mary Antony's vision.
He walked away a few steps, then returned to the table and asked gently, astonished to find that he was so calm: "Was it the Duc de Mora who was to dine here?" "Yes I was bored a day of spleen. Such days are very bad for me." "Was the duchess to come?" "The duchess? No. I don't know her."
About this time, it was determined to dispatch the licentiate Carvajal with three hundred mounted musqueteers, together with the detachment under Juan d'Acosta, to scour the coast to the northwards, and to attack Diego de Mora who had withdrawn into the province of Caxamarca.
I was surprised, however, to see no sign of preparation for the supper which was mentioned on the cards of invitation, and I expressed my anxiety on the point to one of my charming nieces, who replied: "They are waiting for M. Louis." "M. Louis?" "What! you do not know M. Louis, the valet de chambre of the Duc de Mora?"
After dinner we called at the "Parsonage of Mora," which has given Miss Fredrika Bremer the materials for one of her stories of Swedish life. The Prost, Herr Kjelström, was not at home, but his wife received us with great cordiality, and insisted upon our remaining to tea.
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