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Lady Casterley suffered a gesture of exasperation to escape her. "Good heavens!" she said; "every common person is interested in a woman whose position is anomalous. Living alone as you do, and not a widow, you're fair game for everybody, especially in the country." Mrs. Noel's sidelong glance, very clear and cynical, seemed to say: "Even for you."
I am thankful she has Nick and Muriel to take care of her. It has been a terrible time for her all through." "Poor child!" said Will compassionately. He shrewdly suspected that the time that lay ahead of Olga would be harder to face than any she had yet experienced. Olga herself had already begun to realize that. Noel's refusal to consider her suggestion had surprised and disappointed her.
He caused the car to deviate up the lane that led to Audrey Noel's, hating to go away without a hail of cheer to that ship in distress. She came out to him on the verandah.
She flashed in Noel's face the ring the Grand Constable had given her as she answered: "At the sign of the Golden Scull, hard by the Fircone. Will you visit me?" Noel clapped his hands together. "As I am a man, I will." A good understanding being thus established, the pair drifted away together and were soon lost to sight.
'Noel's lips are no redder, really. What has she better than I? Youth dew on the grass! That didn't last long! But long enough to "do her in" as her soldier-men would say.
But Juliette, who had returned, perceiving the movement, threw herself upon her lover, but so violently that the revolver turned aside and went off. The shot took effect, the bullet entering Noel's stomach. He uttered a frightful cry. Juliette had made his death a terrible punishment; she had prolonged his agony.
There was a red rage in Villon's heart, but he bridled it as he turned upon the interloper contemptuously. "Your pink and white lady-bird," he said to Katherine, and then waving his hand at Noel with a gesture of disdain and dismissal, chanted at him: "Lady-bird, lady-bird, fly away home." Noel's pink face flushed a poppy red and his white hand went to his sword hilt.
'See his white fairy fur gleaming amid yonder covert! And I saw a bit of white too. It was Noel's collar, and it had come undone at the back. We hunted the bear in and out of the trees, and then we lost him altogether; and suddenly we found the wall of the Park in a place where I'm sure there wasn't a wall before. Noel wasn't anywhere about, and there was a door in the wall.
"Perhaps Olga doesn't chance to care for him," suggested Will, with his arm round his wife's waist. "That does happen sometimes, you know." She smiled, her cheek against his shoulder. "I can't imagine any girl resisting Noel's charms if he were the first comer as I fancy he must be," she said. "I wonder if he is," said Will.
Your going would be useless. Madame Gerdy exists probably still; but her mind is dead. Her brain was unable to resist so violent a shock. The unfortunate woman would neither recognise nor understand you." "Go then alone," sighed the count, "go, my son!" The words "my son," pronounced with a marked emphasis, sounded like a note of victory in Noel's ears. He bowed to take his leave.
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