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Her blue eyes fixed themselves on me in a soft, dreaming gaze. I locked both my arms round her waist and kissed her lips into silence. A knock at the door made me spring to my feet. Viola remained where she was, unmoved, and said, "Come in." A trim-looking maid came in with rather round eyes fixed open to see all she could. She had a can of hot water in her hand.
They found Viola waiting for them in the library, passing on their way the darkened and closed room which held all that was mortal of the late owner of The Haven no, not quite all of him, for certain portions were, even then, being subjected to the minute and searching analysis of a number of chemists, under the direction of the county prosecutor.
One long sweet clinging kiss ere I drop into the ocean of death to be lost in its tossing waves. "Viola." "Your little daughter is gone. Her heart, though torn, bleeding, dead, gave, as it were, an after throb of pain as it thought of you. In life you never denied me a request. I have one to make from my grave, knowing that you will not deny me.
"Daddy," she said, "I'm not the best. Mary is the best." She pushed another piece of steak onto her fork. "I'm sitting third desk with Deadpan Wang." She got that dreamy look again, and balanced her fork on two fingers. "But if I switch to viola they're always in greater demand you know, because fewer people play viola, Daddy I could be sitting first desk."
"If you were an old man who had crumbled gradually with her." "As a young man, too. I was discussing or rather flitting about, dinner-party fashion that very subject to-night." "With whom?" "Viola." "The deuce! What line did you take?" "That one loves if one loves the kernel, not the shell." "And she?" "You know her the opposite." "Ah!" "And you, Carey?"
Yes, she certainly was a stupid girl. I always think of Harold and Viola, as I saw them at that moment, on the top of the western slope of the lawn, so that there was a great ruddy gold sky behind them, against which their silhouettes stood out in a sort of rich dark purple shade. "Oh, they are looking at such a sunset!" cried Miss Sandford, climbing up the hill.
Still, everything went well until the table was cleared for dessert; and there was no reason why everything shouldn't have gone well even then. Viola had guarded against his most inveterate failing a habit of stretching for things across the table by putting everything he wanted within his reach. Within Jevons's reach to-night was a little dish containing among other things chocolate nougat.
I have lain awake till all hours of the night, debating what was the best thing to do. To tell you or not to tell you, that was the question I had to settle. This morning I decided and this is the result. You know everything. There is no need for you to speculate. There is nothing for you to unravel. You know who Viola is, you know why she was left out of your father's will.
I used to take the rôle of the leading lady, and I remember two of our most successful efforts were "London Assurance" and scenes from "Twelfth Night," in the former of which I took the part of Lady Gay Spanker and Viola in the latter. At first our performances were given on the ground floor of where the Saturday Club now is, but after a time this was not found satisfactory.
The chemists have finished their analyses and are ready to testify." "Oh, I didn't know that." "Yes. But, speaking of Harry poor chap it's terrible, of course, but he may be able to clear himself." "Clear himself, Captain Poland? What do you mean?" and indignant Viola faced her caller. "Oh, well, I mean " He seemed in some confusion. "I want to know something," went on Viola.
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