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Updated: June 11, 2025
But who is that walking with Amaryllis at the other side of the lake?" John Ardayre looked up, and on over the water to the glory of the beech trees on the rising slope of the park, and there saw moving at the edge of them his wife and Verisschenzko, accompanied by two of the great tawny dogs.
Had there been no emotion in his interest in Amaryllis, he would not have hesitated, he knew. Then it was only for him to conquer emotion and behave as he would do under ordinary circumstances it would be a good test of his will. "All right that's splendid, and I shall be able to see Ardayre!"
For the others, the time is not yet for me to tell you of them it may never come. Now answer me, have you yet seen your new home, Ardayre?" "No, but why should you be interested in that? It seems strange that you, a Russian, should even know that there is such a place as Ardayre!" "Continue I know that it is a wonderful place, and that your husband loves it more than his life."
When Amaryllis was alone after the motor with Mrs. Ardayre in it had departed, an uncontrollable fit of restlessness came over her. The visit had stirred up all her emotions again; she could not grieve any more about the tragedy of John; her whole being was vibrating with thoughts of Denzil and desire for his presence she could see his face and feel the joy of his kisses.
They had tea together in the green drawing room, and by that time they had become very good friends. Mrs. Ardayre told Amaryllis of the little old manor home she had in Kent The Moat, it was called, and of her garden and the pleasure it was to her.
I will get into a taxi and be with you in about five minutes," and he put the receiver down. John Ardayre grew paler still, and sank into a chair. His hands were trembling, this sign of weakness angered him and he got up and rang the bell and ordered his valet who had come up with him, to bring him some brandy.
At first his manner had been very restrained, but gradually the intense feeling which was vibrating in him made itself known, and Denzil grew to realise how profound was his love for Ardayre and how great his family pride. But underneath all this some absolute agony must be wringing his soul. Denzil became increasingly interested.
But here, I admit, since she provides us with amusement, I have no objection to accepting her, as I would a new nigger band, and shall certainly send her a card for my fancy ball next week." John Ardayre chuckled softly. "That sound indicates?" and Etta Avonwier flashed at him her lovely clever eyes. John Ardayre did not answer in words, but both women joined in his smile.
All the long night, alone at Ardayre, she had tried to realise what it all would mean. It was too stupendous, she could not grasp it as yet, it was just a blank horror. And now to be in the motor and close to him, and everything ordinary and as usual seemed to drive the hideous fact further and further away. She would not face it for to-night, she would try to be happy and banish the remembrance.
And when I cannot subdue it, there is Harietta for the flesh wough! but she sickens me even for that!" Denzil Ardayre could not get any more leave for a considerable time and remained quartered in the North, where he played cricket and polo to his heart's content, but the head of the family and his charming wife went through the feverish season of 1914 in the town house in Brook Street.
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