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But Zell said as she turned away, loud enough for him to hear, "What airs these common country people do put on!" Zell might have loaded Arden's wagon with gold, and he would not have lifted a finger for her after that. If he had known that Edith's kindness had been half policy, his face would have been more sullen and forbidding than ever.
A shade too severe, perhaps; yet sympathy for her was tinged with exultation that Lance had held his own. Mrs Ranyard was right. Here was a man set firmly on his feet.... Miss Arden's voice drew his wandering attention back to herself. "We may as well finish this. Or are you also engaged?" Her light stress on the word held a significance he did not miss.
"I lay if he's alive it 'ud be as good as three Sundays in the week to him to see you. You was his little boy once, wasn't you?" "Ay," said Beale; "he was wagoner's mate to one of Lord Arden's men. 'E used to ride me on the big cart-horses. 'E was a fine set-up chap." To hear the name of Arden on Beale's lips gave Dickie a very odd, half-pleasant, half-frightened feeling.
A door closed with a slight jar, and for half a minute the room was so positively quiet that Lanyard was beginning to wonder if Blensop himself had gone out with his employer, when he heard a low and musical chuckle, followed by a soft clashing as the secretary scooped Mrs. Arden's jewellery out of the desk drawer.
Then she turned away, leaving the room before Dana could frame a reply. As the energine took effect and her strength returned, Dana clung to Arden's words. They meant there was still a trace of hope for her . . . if Clan-chief Killian agreed with the lady Arden. But that trace of hope wasn't all good; it was easier to hold fear at bay if you had no alternative to what you were afraid of.
Mercifully he was surrounded and borne off to the refreshment tent; sped on his way by a rousing ovation as he passed the shamiánah. Roy, following after, had his full share of praise, and a salvo of applause from the main tent. Saluting and looking round, he dared not meet Miss Arden's eye. Had he won, she might have owned him. As it was, he had better keep his distance.
The moment Ellis reached them he threw in his oars, and wisely leaning over the bows, caught hold of Arden's collar and lifted him partly out of the water, while Ernest swam round to the stern and climbed in over it. He now was able to come to Ellis's assistance, and together they hauled in poor Arden, more frightened than hurt, over the bows.
And there can be little doubt that Mary Arden's dowry it was which, for some ten or a dozen years succeeding to his marriage, raised her husband to so much social consideration in Stratford. In 1550 John Shakspeare is supposed to have first settled in Stratford, having migrated from some other part of Warwickshire.
They knew it was not their blood Mrs Ranyard was seeking. Roy kept his back turned and studiously refrained from hoping.... "If you two have quite finished breaking up the Empire...?" said Miss Arden's voice at his elbow. She had approached so quietly that he started. Worse still, he knew she had seen.
This remark for the first time attracted Madame de Bois Arden's attention to the fact that a stranger was present, and she trembled lest she had committed some grave indiscretion. "Gracious heavens!" exclaimed she, with a start, "why, I thought that we were alone!" "This gentleman has all my confidence," replied M. de Breulh seriously; and as he spoke he laid his hand upon Andre's shoulder.
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