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Soon your shoes, your stockings, your long petticoat, the corset shall burn, till there shall not be a shred they can say was yours. And then the body shall be burned but first carve and chopped like meat at table." Amaryllis gasped and shuddered, giving fuel to the blaze, so that it crackled once more into fierce indiscretion. "I tell you things. Oh, yes, I tell.
Something disturbed her in his regard; it was not easy to meet, so full of magnetic emanation. Amaryllis was conscious that she no longer felt very calm she longed to know What his dreams could be. "Yes but if I told you, you would send me away." It seemed that he could read her desire.
Even the Greek's sympathy was hateful to him. Yet when Laodice had first entered the house of Amaryllis, the woman had been obliged to dismiss John from her presence for his own welfare and the welfare of the city. Why this change? Amaryllis was no less beautiful, no less brilliant, no less attractive than she had once been; but the Gischalan had wearied of her.
As she hesitated, glancing at him, he frowned. "Please obey orders," he said, and she meekly slipped on the loose coat. He took from its pocket a folded white handkerchief, and tied it round her neck by two adjacent corners, so that it hung like a child's bib. Amaryllis pulled the collar up over the knot at the back, and began to button the coat over the linen.
They talked for some time of these things and their plans to aid in their fulfilment, and then they gradually spoke of Verisschenzko and Amaryllis asked what was the latest news he was in Russia, she supposed. "Stepan will be arriving in London next week. I heard from him to-day. Won't you ask him down, darling, to spend the New Year with us here it would be so good to see the dear old boy again."
"Tell away, child," he replied, smiling benignantly on her, though his heart beat heavily, telling him her tale beforehand. "It's it's Dick," she said, and broke down. "Dick?" he responded. "Of course it's Dick and Dick it is going to be; Dick for breakfast, Dick for lunch, and Dick for dinner." "Yes," said Amaryllis, tears running at last, but voice steady. "Dick for ever, I think.
Ah, lovely Amaryllis, why no more, as of old, dust thou glance through this cavern after me, nor callest me, thy sweetheart, to thy side. Can it be that thou hatest me? Do I seem snub-nosed, now thou hast seen me near, maiden, and under-hung? Thou wilt make me strangle myself!
Amaryllis heard the voice and the words, and, to keep her breath from gasping and her body from trembling, she caught and ground between her teeth a wrinkle of Dick's coat. Melchard, she felt, had taken a step towards her. "I don't know how he got it," the clergyman was saying. "But something painful, I understand, happened to the other man. The girl is his daughter, recovering from an illness."
The Roman causeway ran into the macadam high road from Harthborough to Timsdale-Horton almost on the level, with still a slight fall towards Harthborough, the smoke of whose chimneys was already visible. Half a mile ahead of them was a knot of men, gathered about what might have been a wheelbarrow. A quarter of a mile further, "Three men," said Dick. "Motor-cycle and side-car," said Amaryllis.
"Amaryllis," he said, and his voice vibrated, "to-day I am going to show you everything I love here at Ardayre because I want you to love it all, too. You are of the family, so it must mean something to you, dear." Amaryllis kindled with re-awakening hope. "Indeed, it will mean everything to me, John."
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