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Updated: June 18, 2025
I lay there looking at that self-contained, trained young woman, with feelings of almost ludicrous astonishment. I remembered the skidding car; and Richard Geddes lying with his head on Alicia's knees, and how we had both thought him dead; and myself sitting in the dust; and then the pain. But it was astounding news that I had been very badly hurt full three weeks ago!
The group of people passed on, amid inquiries who Benham was, and conjectures as to the cause of the Premier's anger. "Now what in the world," asked Sir John, fitting his pince-nez more securely on his nose, "do you make of that, Miss Derosne?" Sir John thought that he was addressing an indifferent spectator, and Alicia's manner did not undeceive him. "How should I know, Sir John?
And I don't know that my regret is precisely on Mr. Lindsay's account. Did I say so?" They were simple, amiable words, and their pertinence was far from insistent: but Alicia's crude blush everything else about her was perfectly worked out cried aloud that it was too sharp a pull up. "Perhaps, though," Hilda hurried on with a pang, "we generalise too much about the men."
Alicia's face betrayed this subterfuge. "You do not know yourself, Alicia," said the Countess incisively. "And so you need no longer pretend to be keeping a secret from me. It now becomes our joint business to discover the actual truth. Do not attempt to wrangle with me further! This investigation is necessary for your peace of mind, dear." The unfortunate Baroness dropped a silent tear.
It was to be a home wedding, the first to take place in Hynds House since Richard's day, and somehow that lent the occasion the rose color of romance. It was thus a part of Hynds House history, something Hyndsville couldn't take lightly. Alicia's wedding was a town affair, in which everybody was delightfully interested.
"Good-bye, and God bless you in the way you most need," she said, and turned to Alicia, for whose ears Hilda's protests against the girl's going broke meaninglessly about the room. "Good-bye. I am glad to know that we will be one in the glad hereafter, though our paths may diverge" her eye rested with acknowledgment upon Alicia's embroidered sleeves "in this world.
This man did not appear to be excited. The duke mentally rocked with gleeful appreciation of certain things Mrs. Braddle detailed. She gave, of course, Burrill's version of the brief interview outside the dining-room door when Miss Alicia's status in the household bad been made clear to him.
I am a woman, and she is a girl, and yet she seems far more a woman than I " Alicia, contrary to all rules, took the room by storm. Alicia's excuse and salvation lay in a telegram, which she held in her hand. "For you, Hilda!" cried the child, excited. "I'm just off to school." Hilda reached to take the offered telegram, but her hand wavered around it instead of seizing it.
And, by the mercy of God, Richard opened his eyes and stared with blue blankness straight into Alicia's quivering, anguished face. "Richard," said she, bending down to him, "my dear, dear love, keep your eyes open just a little longer, until I can make you understand. Oh, Richard, I cared! Indeed, indeed, I cared!" The blue stare never wavered. It gathered intensity.
The carriage stopped before Alicia's door. Teodora, who had been on the balcony, hurried down. She had a letter in her hand. "This came for you," said she. "Who from?" "From Señor Enrique." "Enrique!" repeated Alicia, surprised. And she tore the envelope with feverish haste. She read: "Come to my room, I beg you. I must see you to-day, without fail." The only signature was "E. D."
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