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I won't have you together for above a quarter of an hour, or twenty minutes at the farthest." So saying, Mrs. Mountjoy escaped from the room, and within a minute or two Florence found herself in Harry Annesley's arms. The twenty minutes had become forty before Harry had thought of stirring, although he had been admonished fully a dozen times that he must at that moment take his departure.
Even if she lurked where she was, a prowling policeman might suppose she sought concealment, and bag her as a militant. Imagine what Mrs. Ellsworth would say and do if she were taken off to jail! Annesley's heart seemed to drop out of its place, to go "crossways," as her old Irish nurse used to say a million years ago.
Having great means and worldly goods and riotous health, he had nothing to discuss but his soul which few beside Margaret would have found ostensible. "I tell you he has rabies," Carlin once repeated. This did no good; so she went to Deenah who was Miss Annesley's servant, a Hindu of the Hindus and priceless.
They are for the most part younger brothers, and perhaps have discovered the best way of getting out of the world whatever scraps the world can afford them. Harry Annesley's faults were altogether of another kind. In regard to this young woman, the Florence whom he had loved, he had been over-modest. Now his feeling of glory was altogether redundant.
The money which has been advanced to me, deducting that which is due me, together with the amount of my fine at the police-court, I shall be pleased to return to you on the morning of my departure." Miss Annesley's lips fell apart, and her brows arched. She was very much surprised. "You wish to leave my service?" as if it were quite impossible that such a thing should occur to him. "Yes, Miss."
"You owe us that, after all the times you entertained us in London; and you really see New York in the restaurant. You've nothing to do till your train goes this afternoon, and your husband can get your reservations right there in the hotel." Annesley's eyes went doubtfully to Knight's, and met a steady look which seemed to say that he had made up his mind to some course.
"Yes, somebody else," she condescended to repeat. "A certain person has come since you went out. I suppose, in the circumstances, you do not need to be told who." "I I don't know what you mean by 'in the circumstances'," Annesley stammered. "That's not intelligent of you, considering where you have spent the evening," sneered Mrs. Ellsworth. Annesley's ears tingled as if they had been boxed.
This, of course, was not butler's business, but Knight said the footmen were stupid, and Charrington had been persuaded or bribed into performing the duty. Annesley's life of suppression had made her shy of putting herself forward; and though Knight had never told her that she would be a disturbing element in the den, his silence had bolted the door for her.
But later, Louis XIV, on obtaining possession of it, had it set in a ring, and surrounded with small white brilliants. It still remains in that form, or did so remain until it was stolen from our agent on the Monarchic. What form it is in and where it is now, only those who know can say." So strong was the call from Ruthven Smith's eyes to Annesley's eyes that she was forced to look up.
The suggestion closed Annesley's mouth by making her afraid that she was turning into a suspicious creature, like jealous brides she had read about. She determined to be silent as a self-punishment, and firmly steered the Monarchic into a backwater of her thoughts, while Knight talked of the Valley House party and their credulous superstition.
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