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But she could make nothing of it; she could not divine the cause of the commotion. The man's answer to Miss Carlyle and Lady Dobede, clear though it was, did not quite reach her ears. "What did he say?" she cried. "Good Heavens!" cried one of the maids, whose hearing had been quicker than Afy's. "He says they are arrested for the wilful murder of Hal -of your father, Miss Afy!
His father introduced him to all his friends with that smiling air of self-content which men assume when they introduce a youth who may show the world what they were at his years; so the Earl presented the young Viscount as a lover presents his miniature to his mistress. Lady Afy shone in unapproached perfection.
I shall be in Kensington Gardens, in the grove on the right side of the summer-house, at half-past six to-morrow morning, and shall doubtless find you there. Sir Lucius was not out of sight when the Duke had finished reading his cartel. Making some confused excuse to Lady Afy, which was not expected, he ran after the Baronet, and soon reached him.
"Afy said that she knew nothing of Thorn's movements now, Richard, and had not for some time," interposed Mr. Carlyle, allowing his sister's compliments to pass in silence. "She heard a rumor, she thought, that he had gone abroad with his regiment." "So much the better for her, if she does know nothing of him, sir," was Richard's comment.
Those soldiers always carry themselves well." "How do you know he was a soldier?" quickly rejoined Mr. Carlyle. "Afy told me so. 'The Captain' she used to call him; but she said he was not a captain yet awhile the next grade to it, a a " "Lieutenant?" suggested Mr. Carlyle. "Yes, sir, that was it Lieutenant Thorn." "Joyce," said Mr.
So the two were fully committed to take their trial for the "Wilful murder, otherwise the killing and slaying of George Hallijohn;" and before night would be on their road to the county prison at Lynneborough. And that vain, ill-starred Afy! What of her?
Hare to her son, almost in an apprehensive tone, her hand pressing his nervously, "was not that Afy Hallijohn I saw you speaking with at the gate?" "Did you? What a spectacle she had made of herself! I wonder she is not ashamed to go through the streets in such a guise! Indeed, I wonder she shows herself at all." "Richard, you you will not be drawn in again?" were the next whispered words.
"Look at the prisoner, Sir Francis Levison. Is it he whom you knew as Thorn?" "Yes; but that does not make him guilty of the murder." "Of course it does not," complacently assented Lawyer Ball. "How long did you remain with Captain Thorn in London upon that little visit, you know?" Afy started like anybody moonstruck.
Afy Hallijohn was sailing up the street in its beams, finer and vainer than ever. She encountered Mr. Carlyle. "So, Afy, you are really going to be married at last?" "Jiffin fancies so, sir. I am not sure yet but what I shall change my mind. Jiffin thinks there's nobody like me. If I could eat gold and silver, he'd provide it; and he's as fond as fond can be.
All ready, she sat down and waited the signal of departure; but that was not to be yet. It was finally arranged that she should travel to England and to West Lynne with Mrs. Latimer, and that lady would not return until October. Lady Isabel could only fold her hands and strive for patience. But the day did come it actually did; and Mrs. Latimer, Lady Isabel, and Afy quitted Stalkenberg. Mrs.
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