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I wasn't much impressed with her. Have you unpacked?" "No, not yet. My box hasn't been brought upstairs." "It's there now. I saw John carrying it to your room. I should think you'd better go and take your things out." "Won't you come with me, Muriel?" asked Patty, rather shyly. "I don't know where I'm expected to put my clothes." "Haven't time," said Muriel, shaking her head.
He sighed, and went to his buggy; but the cloud did not melt from his brow, for, as he drove off, he noticed Salome's gleaming eyes peering from the window of her room; and pity and pain mingled in the emotions with which he recalled his sister's warning words. "Muriel, here is your letter, and, better still, Gerard will be with us to-morrow.
"Certainly not," Gifford answered promptly. "I never saw or heard of her before to-night." Kelson laughed uncomfortably. A man in love and in the flush of acceptance wants something more than a lukewarm reception of the news. "I'm glad to hear it," he responded dryly. "From your tone one might almost imagine that you knew something against Muriel." "Heaven forbid!" Gifford ejaculated fervently.
"That was more than a hundred years ago," she said, "and women are as great fools still. If they can't marry the man they love they'll marry anything." Muriel was silent. She felt as if she had caught sight of something that she had not been intended to see. But in a moment Daisy came back, and, kneeling beside her, slipped the ring on to her finger again.
Muriel has given the servants orders to admit no one. All your life," he added, after a moment's pause, "you have been a little cruel to me, and this time also. I shall pray that you will relent before our next meeting." She rose to her feet and looked him full in the face. She seemed to be following out her own train of thought rather than taking note of his words.
I believe they all set it down to our having unluckily eaten that unfortunate fruit. I'll go out to the door myself and speak to them." Muriel clung to his arm with a passionate clinging. "Oh, Felix," she cried, "no! Don't leave me here alone. My darling, I love you. You're all the world there is left to me now, Felix. Don't go out to those wretches and leave me here alone.
"Made you, Blake! What can you mean?" Sullenly Grange made answer. "He had got the whip-hand, and I couldn't help myself. He saw us on the shore together yesterday afternoon, made up his mind then and there that I was no suitable partner for Muriel, got me to go and dine with him, and told me so." "But Blake, how absurd!" Daisy spoke with a palpable effort. "How how utterly unreasonable!
March died then the night at Longfield, when the little white ghost had crossed by my bed's foot, into the room where Mary Baines' dead boy lay. And continually, towards morning, I fancied I heard through my window, which faced the church, the faint, distant sound of the organ, as when Muriel used to play it. Long before it was light I rose.
She knew that at any moment he could rend her refuge to pieces and hold her at his mercy. Abruptly he left Blake and came to her side. "I want you and Grange to come to Redlands for luncheon," he said. "Olga is hostess there. Don't refuse." "Oh, do come!" urged Olga, dancing eagerly upon one leg. "You've never been to Redlands, have you? It's such a lovely place. Say you'll come, Muriel."
One could imagine that they found it difficult to conceive of Cyril's financial success, but they offered him their congratulations, and soon afterward Curtis took his leave. Prescott stayed another hour, and when he went Muriel walked to the door with him.
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