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Updated: April 30, 2025
My father!" she cried, turning now toward Count William, whose attention had been drawn to the dispute, "the Lord of Arkell is pledged to face your lions!" Count William of Holland dearly loved pluck and nerve. "Well, daughter mine," he said, "then will he keep his pledge. Friend Otto is a brave young gallant, else had he never dared raised spear and banner, as he did, against his rightful liege."
It had become known that Rupert Carey, whose unfortunate vice had been common talk ever since the Arkell House ball, was a perpetual visitor to Casa Felice, and presently it was whispered that he was actually living there with Lady Holme, and that Lord Holme was going to apply to the Courts for a divorce. Thereupon many successful ladies began to wag bitter tongues.
It seemed that Sir Donald had taken a fancy to Carey. At any rate, such friendly feeling as he had did not seem lessened after Carey's exhibition at Arkell House. When Carey returned to Stratton Street, Sir Donald paid him a visit and stayed some time. No allusion was made to the painful circumstances under which they had last seen each other until Sir Donald was on the point of going away.
But then ?" "Carey meant yes, I'm sure Carey meant real beauty." "What do you mean by 'real beauty'?" "An inner light that radiates outward, but whose abiding-place is hidden perhaps. But one can't say. One can only understand and love." "Oh. And Mr. Carey said that. Was he was he at all that evening as he was at Arkell House? Was he talking nonsense or was he serious?" "Difficult to say!
The stout citadel of the town, was, however, garrisoned with loyal troops. This the Lord of Arkell beseiged, and, demanding its surrender, sent also a haughty challenge to the young countess, who was hastening to the relief of her beleaguered town. Jacqueline's answer was swift and unmistakable.
Minnie Arkell was home for the race just as Clancy had prophesied. She had come with some of her friends down from Boston three or four days before this, in the same steam-yacht she had been aboard of at Newport in June. Meeting me she asked me about our passage home on the Colleen Bawn, and I told her of it. She listened with great interest.
"I'll make you." Whether Lord Holme succeeded or not, Lady Holme had no opportunity even if she desired it of speaking to Rupert Carey for some time. He left London and went up to the North to stay with his mother. The only person he saw before he went was Robin Pierce. He came round to Half Moon Street early on the afternoon of the day after the Arkell House Ball.
Well, sir, I asked a question or two, and they tried to face me out, but out they went first Hollis, and then Withrow, one after the other, and both good and lively. And then Minnie Arkell popped in from her own house by way of the backyard. She didn't expect to see me I know she didn't. Had gone over to her house when the men began to drink, she said, and had just come over to see granny.
She was far too well-born to be that in these great days of the demi-mondaine. She remembered Robin Pierce's warning at the Arkell House ball "Consider yourselves enemies for no reasons or secret woman's reasons. It's safer." When do women want the bulky, solid reasons obtusely demanded by men before they can be enemies?
With almost incredible swiftness she remembered her imprudence in speaking to Carey at Arkell House and how it had only served to put a weapon into her husband's hand, a weapon he had not scrupled to use in his selfish way to further his own pleasure and her distress. That stupid failure had not sufficiently warned her, and now she was on the edge of some greater disaster.
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