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"I must confess," said Charles Holland, that I myself have had the impression once or twice that Varney was only subdued for a time, and that, with a proper amount of provocation, he would become again a very serious fellow, and to the full as troublesome as he has been." "Do you doubt his sincerity?" said Henry.
Thou art brain-sick, surely. Well I see I must wring the story from thee by inches. Thou didst deceive thine old and honoured father thy look confesses it cheated Master Tressilian thy blush avouches it and married this same Varney." Amy sprung on her feet, and interrupted the Queen eagerly with, "No, madam, no! as there is a God above us, I am not the sordid wretch you would make me!
"Put about this instant, man!" he cried imperiously. "Miss Carstairs wishes to return to Hunston as soon as possible." "Right, sir," stammered the astonished Ferguson, backing away. "At once, sir." Varney met the man's amazement steadily, laughed into it, and so turned again to his old friend's daughter.
He has recovered, indeed, but he is not now more formidable than ere he fell ill, when he received more than one foil in wrestling with your lordship. Let not your heart fail you, my lord, and all shall be well." "My heart never failed me, sir," replied Leicester. "No, my lord," said Varney; "but it has betrayed you right often.
By this time they had come very near; and now as he wheeled sharply, with a vague anticipation of Peter's "old duck in a felt hat," he found himself face to face with quite a different figure that of a thin young man whom he recognized. "Bless us!" said Varney urbanely. "It's the student of manners again."
"And gather cockle-shells, with Dan Cupid to aid you," said Varney. "How mean you by that, Varney?" said the Earl somewhat hastily. "Nay, my lord," said Varney, "be not angry with me.
The name, indeed, was unknown to them, nor could they conjecture the bearer of so ordinary a patronymic; but there had been secrets enough in Lucretia's life to render her apprehensive of encountering those who had known her in earlier years; and Varney feared lest any rumour reported to St. John might create his mistrust, or lessen the hold obtained upon a victim heretofore so unsuspicious.
About him the night breeze was freshening with a certain significance; and now unexpectedly there fell upon his ear the faint far rumble of thunder. Decidedly, there would be rain, and that right soon. Varney quickened his pace.
He returned to the inn, and having told the landlord that he would give a handsome reward to any one who would discover to him the retreat of Sir Francis Varney, he shut himself up in an apartment alone, and was busy for a time in writing letters.
Chillingworth shrank from that course, and they felt much rather inclined to capture whoever might make his appearance, only using their pistols as a last resource, than gratuitously and at once to resort to violence. "Who should you say that was?" whispered the admiral. "Varney, the vampyre." "D e, he's ill-looking and big enough for anything there's a noise!"
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