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"And what," asked Mary, "is his share of the clean-up to be?" "Oh, a half," said Paula; "we'd be equal partners. That's fair enough, I suppose. I sat there all through lunch while he was talking, hating him; hating his big blue chin, and his necktie and his great shiny finger-nails and the way he ate, and feeling, of course, perfectly frightfully unhappy.
You see, he was just back from some of his wild adventuring at the ends of the earth, and, as he stated it, he wanted to stop living life for a while and to talk about life instead. "Paula took me there once. Oh, they were engaged the day before, and he had called on me and all that. I had known 'Lucky' Richard Forrest, and I knew all about his son.
'I am fortunate enough to see you well again without having known of your illness, he said. 'You didn't know that I was ill? Paula looked at him dubiously. He explained, and, in doing so, quite dispelled the girl's illusion that he was come on her account. When she remained silent, he said: 'You must pity the people in London. 'Certainly I do. I'm learning to keep my temper and to talk wisely.
"And if your grandmother were to come across her?" "Then well, then I do not know what would become of me! But oh! Orion, if you only knew how how. . . ." Two big tears rolled down her cheeks and Orion understood her; he stroked her hair lovingly and said in a whisper, glancing now and again at the door of the next room. "But I came up on purpose to tell you something more about Paula.
The Bishop was neutral; but the nobles and the citizens of Le Mans were of one mind in refusing William's demand to be received as count by virtue of the agreement with Herbert. They chose rulers for themselves. Passing by Gersendis and Paula and their sons, they sent for Herbert's aunt Biota and her husband Walter Count of Mantes.
After introducing Paula to her worthy host and his family, he quitted the house of Rufinus with a very crushed aspect.
She vanished, he did not know whither; and, standing with his gaze fixed on the dancers, the young man waited, till, being in no mood to join them, he went slowly through the artificial passage lined with flowers, and entered the drawing room. Mrs. Goodman was there, bidding good-night to the early goers, and Paula was just behind her, apparently in her usual mood.
'Now what have you to say? she asked, when they were again alone. 'Why must I not issue orders in my own house? Who is this young criminal, that you value his interests higher than my honour? I have delayed for one moment sending my messenger to the chief constable to hear your explanation only for that. 'You will still persevere? 'Certainly. Who is he? 'Paula... he is my son.
He was determined to forget that his son wished to marry a Melchite and went on quickly: "Paula.... But no more of that. Remain faithful to your own creed otherwise.... However, child, seek your own road; you are but you will walk in the right way, and it is because I know that, know it surely, that I can die so calmly. "I have provided abundantly for your temporal welfare.
Perhaps he might escape with his life; but the Arab would not disgorge what he once had seized, and if that young and splendid Croesus should come out of prison alive, but a beggar, then then. . . . And as for Paula! As for Heliodora! For once her little hand had wrenched the thunderbolts from Zeus' eagle, and she would find one for them!
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