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"He was about to enter the room, but the Chevalier prostrated himself at his feet, and cried, in utter despair, 'Have some mercy! You have made me a beggar! Leave me my wife! "'So lay old Vertua at your feet, unfeeling monster that you were, and could not move your stony heart. Therefore, may the vengeance of Heaven be upon you! "So saying, the Colonel again turned towards Angela's room.
The fog was thicker near the water's edge, and Angela's figure loomed through the mist like that of a wraith, but we still heard her piteous cry: "Jim Jim!" We were nearly spent when we overtook her. She had stopped where the foam from the breakers lay thick upon the sand. "Listen!" she said. We heard nothing but our thumping hearts and the raucous note of some sea-bird.
Notwithstanding that the Councillor was a good deal upset by this news of Angela's death, he soon began to feel that an antipathetic, disturbing influence had departed out of his life, and that now for the first time he could begin to breathe freely. The very same day he set out for F . You could not credit how heartrending was the Councillor's description of the moment when he first saw Antonia.
Something it might be the room in which they were standing brought back to Angela's betrothed the memory of that Christmas night when aunt and niece had been missing, and when he, Denzil, had burst into this room, where Fareham was seated at chess; who, at the first mention of Angela's name, started up, white with horror, to join in the search.
And so they sat there together under the oak where first they had met, hand in hand and heart to heart, and it was at this moment that the self- reliant strength, and more beautiful serenity of Angela's character as compared with her lover's came into visible play.
Fareham had called her so; not once, but many times, in their placid days of friendship, before the fiery breath of passion had withered all the flowers in her earthly paradise before the knowledge of evil had clouded the brightness of the world. A gentle peace reigned at the Manor after Angela's betrothal.
And now it was her turn to be amazed; for before she had got entirely to the end of her statement, Marian starting up pulled a note from her pocket and cried, "Read this, Mary! read this!" It was Angela's cordial note of acceptance. "And she had no invitation from me. I never invited her, I scarcely knew her," went on Marian. "She had no invitation from you, but she thought she had.
Ten o'clock, the hour that was to decide their fate, came all too soon, and it was with very anxious hearts that they took their way to the study. Philip, who was seated in residence, appeared to view Angela's arrival with some uneasiness. "Of course, Angela," he said, "I am always glad to see you, but I hardly expected "
She tried to smile. All her suffering was forgotten. She knew only pride and love. She was at peace. She raised her hand, thin and transparent now, to O'Connell. He pressed it to his lips. She whispered: "My baby. Bring me my baby." He took it from the woman and placed it in Angela's weak arms. She kissed it again and again. The child wailed pitifully.
The two great bearded men came galloping over to Albertstown from Carrigaboola, with this new born baby, smaller than even Theodore was, and I had the care of her from the very first, and Field used to ride over and see the little thing." "And ?" said Bernard, in a rather teasing voice, as his eyes actually looked at Angela's left hand. "I'll own it DID tempt me.
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