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Althea's compassionate friendship seemed to sustain him sufficiently on his way; he did not pine or protest, though he punctually requested.
For it was assuredly true that while Miss Katie's historic ancestors had been Celtiberians, clad on occasion only in a thin coating of blue paint, Miss Althea's had dwelt in the dank marshes of the Elbe and had been unmistakably Teutonic, though this curse had been largely removed by racial intermarriage during subsequent thousands of years.
Although he had been very frequently in feminine society, Althea's manner at first caused him a certain degree of embarrassment; for, in spite of the fact that he believed he met her here for the first time, there was something familiar about her, especially in the tone of her voice, and he fancied that her first words were associated with some former ones. Yet no!
When the grammateus Proclus, who as Althea's travelling companion had a certain claim upon her attention, mingled for a while in the discussion and attracted Althea's notice, Hermon felt injured, and answered his sensible remarks with such rudeness that the elder man, whose social position was so much higher, angrily turned his back upon him.
"Is Miss Parker in?" she inquired of the maid who opened the door. "She just came in, miss." "Very well. I'll go on upstairs. She won't mind me." Jean knocked on Althea's door. Althea called an indifferent "Come in," and she entered to find her engaged in reading a letter that had come by the afternoon mail. "Oh, hello, Jean," she drawled at sight of the other girl.
I could make it worth your while. He looked, and he could say nothing. Against his need of Helen he must measure Althea's need of him. He must measure, too ah, cruel perplexity the chance for Helen's happiness. She was unhesitating; but how could she know herself so inflexible, how could she know that the hard heart might not melt?
'It's pretty country, I think, said Helen, 'and I'm sure the drainage and the beds are all right. But Althea must certainly see it first. It was settled, however, quite settled in Althea's mind that she was to take Merriston House. She bade Helen farewell three days later, and they had arranged that they were, within a fortnight, to meet in London, and go together to look at it.
None in this life, save the consciousness of having struggled to overcome nature, to render good for evil, and to perform that loving charity which our Saviour commended in the Samaritan, and ever inculcates in His Church. Notwithstanding Althea's patient, persistent efforts, Rusha Lisle, having hardened her heart, died in her sins.
Outside the door of the tent Hermon was trying to banish Althea's image from his mind. How foolishly he had overestimated last night the value of this miserable actress, who as a woman had lost all charm for him even as a model for his Arachne! He would rather have appeared before his pure friend with unsightly stains on his robe than while mastered by yearning for the Thracian.
Althea's feeling was of mingled discomfort and satisfaction. Her sympathies were with Aunt Julia, yet she felt a little guilty towards Miss Buckston, for whom her affection was indeed wavering. Inner loyalty having failed she did not wish outer loyalty to be suspected, and in all the combats that took place she kept in the background and only hoped to see Aunt Julia worst Miss Buckston.
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