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If the general opinion about Silas Weeks was anywhere near true, it would cost him mighty little to satisfy himself that he was keeping faith with the county and giving Zara, in return for her services, good board, lodging, and clothing. Bessie watched Wanaka go off, and she tried to convince herself that everything would be all right.
The prescient jealousy of Miss Georgiana Falconer boded ill of this visit to Hungerford Castle. A few days afterwards a note was received from Count Altenberg, returning many thanks to Mr. and Mrs. Falconer for the civilities he had received from them, paying all proper compliments to Zara, announcing his intention of accepting an invitation to stay some time at Mrs.
Dearest Zara, won't you be friends with me, now real friends?" And Zara, won by her gentleness, pressed Ethelrida's hand with her other hand. "I am so glad, nothing my uncle could have done would have given me so much pleasure," she said, with a break in her voice. "Yes, indeed, I will be friends with you, dear Ethelrida. I am so glad and touched that you should care to have me as your friend."
I don't believe I ever saw men so dreadfully disappointed in my life." "How did you manage to hide Zara?" "That was awfully funny, Bessie. I found some friends of mine were on the train, travelling in a private car. As soon as I got your telegram, I went back to see them. They had a boy with them, who is just about Zara's size.
She had caught sight of Zara's figure on the landing above, and her vengeful spirit desired to cause trouble, even at a cost to herself. Zara had been perfectly ready, all but her hat, and had hurried exceedingly to be in time, and thus had not been five minutes after her husband. "Tristram!" wailed Laura, and, putting up her hands, placed them on his shoulders.
What secret do you possess to make yourselves look so bright?" "No secret at all," replied Zara, laughing; "we simply follow the exact laws of health, and they suffice." Colonel Everard, who had been examining me critically and asking me a few questions, here turned to Zara and said: "Do you really mean to say, Madame Casimir, that your brother cured this girl by electricity?"
She writhed with anguish. There is no bitterness as great as the bitterness of loss caused by oneself. Tristram was standing by the window of the delicious boudoir when she went in. Zara, who as yet knew very little of English things, admired the Adam style; and when Mrs. Anglin left them discreetly for a moment, she told him so, timidly, for something to say.
"Ah," she said smiling, "as if that were not a greater reason for your taking it, instead of denying it." "No, Zara," I said again. "I cannot take the oath of nihilism. I have already taken an oath which thoroughly obviates such a possibility." "Another oath, Dubravnik?" "Yes." "To whom?" "To the czar." "Oh," she exclaimed, and she shuddered.
Zara looked very lovely out there; the light coming from the interior of the room glistened softly on the sheen of her satin dress and its ornaments of pearls; and the electric stone on her bosom shone faintly, like a star on a rainy evening.
"Well," he said, impulsively, "you see Charlie says he doesn't want me to let you and those two girls Bessie and Zara out of my sight until he comes. Couldn't you all come out for a sail with me in my motor launch? We could have supper on board and it would be lots of fun, I think." Eleanor looked doubtful. "I don't know about leaving the camp," she said.
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