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Her vehemence had died down in her sorrow for his pain. "John," she whispered softly, "won't you always be my dearest friend? And when the baby comes it will be a deep interest to us both, and you must love it because it is mine and an Ardayre and the comfort of that must fill our lives.
With me she has been admiring you from afar." The two women bowed, and with cheery, disarming simplicity, the American made some gracious remarks in a voice which sounded as if she smoked too much; it was not disagreeable in tone, nor had she a pronounced American accent. Amaryllis Ardayre found herself interested. She admired the superb attention to detail shown in Madame Boleski's whole person.
For a moment Amaryllis thought she must be mistaken, and rose with a vague, but gracious look in her eyes. Mrs. Ardayre held out her hand and smiled: "I hope you got my telegram in time," she said cordially. "I felt I must not lose the opportunity of making your acquaintance. My son has been so anxious for us to meet." "You you can't be Denzil's mother, surely!" Amaryllis exclaimed.
Murcheson was an old and valued servant, and he looked at his master with concern, but he knew him too to make any remark. If there was any one in the world beyond the great surgeon, Lemon Bridges, who could understand the preoccupations of John Ardayre, Murcheson was the man. He brought the old Cognac immediately and retired from the room a moment or two before Denzil arrived.
If she continued her words might contain a reflection upon John. Denzil bent forward eagerly what had she been going to say? She saw his blue attractive eyes gazing at her so ardently and some delicious thrill passed through her. But Denzil recovered himself, and leaned back in his seat while he abruptly changed the conversation by remarking casually: "I have never seen Ardayre.
The one burning bitterness in his spirit was the knowledge that Sir John Ardayre had never recognised him as a brother. During Sir James' lifetime there had been silence upon the matter, since John had no legal reason for denying the relationship, but once he had become master of Ardayre he had let it be known that he refused to believe Ferdinand to be his father's son.
By the perfume the same as you told me must be that of Stanislass' mistress on the handkerchief marked 'F.A. The whole thing was dramatically childish. You thought to prove her husband was still alive, would stop my marriage with Amaryllis Ardayre!" "Then you are going to marry her!"
But before all this happened, the night War was declared; he remained in his own sitting-room at Ardayre, and Amaryllis wondered, and towards dawn crept out of bed and listened in the passage, but no sound came from within the room. How very unsatisfactory this strange reserve between them was becoming! Would she never be able to surmount it?
She looked up at him with her sweet true eyes her one idea was now to comfort him since she need no longer fear. "John, if you had explained the whole thing to me I do not know, perhaps I should have agreed with you, for I, too, have much of this family pride, and I cannot bear to think of Ferdinand or his children which may be, at Ardayre. I might have voluntarily consented I cannot be sure.
"Ferdinand is an awful possibility to contemplate there at Ardayre, if you have no son " She went on, trying to be calm, "but do you not think that you might have told me? Surely a woman has the right to select the father of her child." John could not answer her. He covered his face with his hands. "You see it is all pitiful," she continued, her voice deep and broken with almost a sob in it.
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