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And the prince ceased, and raising his eyes, which were downcast as he spoke, looked Mr. Wilton straight in the face. "Before such a proposal could even be considered by Her Majesty's Government," said Mr. Wilton with a reddening cheek, "the intimation must be made to them by authority.
Canon Wilton was standing behind her, and presently heard her sigh gently, and almost voluptuously, as if she prolonged the sigh and did not want to let it go. "Yes?" he said, with a half-humorous inflection of the voice. Rosamund looked round gravely. "Did you say something?" "Only yes? in answer to your sigh." "Did I? Yes, I must have. I was thinking "
That was the happiest Sunday Dion had ever spent, and it was fated to close in a happiness welling up out of the very deeps of the heart. Canon Wilton and Esme Darlington came in to tea, and Mr. Thrush was entertained at a sumptuous repast in the nursery "between the services." Robin presided at it with anxious rapture, being now just a little in awe of his faithful old friend.
"Let one of our people carry her," said the captain of the vessel, which was lying in the river at no great distance from Plessis's house "there is near a mile to go yet." Lord Sherbrooke turned and looked round. Wilton was close by his side. "Wilton," he said, "Wilton, you take her. With the exception of herself, you are my best friend. Gently, oh gently!
The policeman opened an office door, saluted, and motioned me to enter. "Detective Coogan," he said, "here's your man." Detective Coogan, from behind his desk, nodded with the careless dignity of official position. "Glad to see you, Mr. Wilton," he said affably. If I betrayed surprise at being called by Henry's name, Detective Coogan did not notice it.
Now that you understand that we cannot reconcile our system to any sudden stoppages, we feel quite sure that " "I sha'n't be staying long enough to flag another train," Wilton said pensively. "You are returning, then, to our fellow-kinsmen across the-ah-big pond, you call it?" "No, sir. The ocean the North Atlantic Ocean. It's three thousand miles broad, and three miles deep in places.
Sir Wilton would instantly imagine a rumour of the lost heir, and be on the alert for her discomfiture! If only he had not yet made a later will! He must die one day: why not in time to make his death of use when his life was of none! No one would wonder he had preferred the offspring of her noble person to the lost brat of the peasant woman!
"What's this? Not going already?" "Ah, to be sure. Pressing engagement. Must give Wilton time to attire me those studied effects last artistic touches, don't y' know," chaffed the Englishman. But his banter won no responsive smile from his friend. Blake's face darkened. "You're not going to see her to-day," he muttered. "How could you think it, Tom?" reproached the younger man, flushing hotly.
When she had finished, Canon Wilton said, in his rather abrupt and blunt way: "Well, but if your husband comes home unexpectedly? You can't stay here then, can you?" Beatrice, who was still on the window seat, leaned out, and began to speak to Robin below her in a quiet voice which could scarcely be heard within the room. "But Dion sees no prospect of coming home yet."
I name no names," replied the stranger; "I know not whether it would be liked or not. However, some day I will do what I have said, if I can get leave; and now I think I will wish you good morning, for here lies my road, and there lies yours." "But stay, stay, yet a moment," said Wilton, checking his horse; "how am I to hear of you, or to see you again?"
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