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She became so disturbed with all these thoughts and feelings that she hardly knew what she was saying, and assented or dissented to speeches without there being either any reason or truth in her words. Mrs. Brunton had arranged to remain with Sylvia while the horse rested, and had no compunction about the length of her visit.
And 'e will now be able to play more than ever, for I 'ear a fortune 'as been left to 'im!" Sylvia was startled. She wondered how the Wachners could have come to know of the Count's legacy. She got up, with a nervous, impatient gesture.
'Sir, replied Octavio, 'I own I said so of Sylvia, and hope no action she has committed since she had a protection under your roof has contradicted any thing I said.
We stop just at the edge of the Indian reservation, and a lot of the braves, with their squaws, too, I suppose, will attend. Of course they will be duly impressed by Jimmy Grayson's oratory." Sylvia Morgan was present when this news was announced, and Hobart suddenly stopped short and glanced at her.
She noticed this, and noticed also that the rain was spoken of in reference to them, not to her. A cold shadow passed over her heart, though it was nothing more than she already knew that Sylvia was the one centre of his thoughts and his love. 'I'll go put on my things at once, said she, gently. Philip pressed her hand tenderly, a glow of gratitude overspread him.
Sylvia was an artist where dress was concerned, and she had made the most of her somber garb. As he looked at her a strong temptation shook the man. He might still discover some excuse for remaining to watch over Sylvia, and seize each opportunity for gaining her esteem.
"Leave us, Sylvia, please," she said. "Forgive me, dear. But you see they will not mention these things while you are present." She made a piteous little figure as she stood trembling there, her fingers tearing in agitation at one of Samoval's roses.
Then, remembering Sylvia, Molly went through a casual introduction. He's really awfully nice, though so plain to look at." She went on, still astonished, "But how'd you get here?" "Why, how does anybody in Vermont get to a forest fire?" he answered. "We were out in the hayfield, saw the smoke, left the horses, grabbed what tools we could find, and beat it through the woods.
"Doddering old creature! of course I know him," replied Fanny. "He isn't doddering," said Sylvia; "he has a great deal more sense than most of us. I wish I had half his knowledge of worms, and spiders, and ants, and goldfish, and and flies of every sort. Why, there isn't a thing he doesn't know about them. I call him one of the most delightful old men I ever met."
I should ha' thought you'd seen enough of what sorrow comes o' fighting. Why, them lads o' t' Aurora as they say Kinraid shot down had fathers and mothers, maybe, a looking out for them to come home. 'I don't think he could ha' killed them, said Sylvia; 'he looked so gentle. But Molly did not like this half-and-half view of the case.
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