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Zoe heard the lady say to Ashmead, scarcely above her breath, "Well, but if he requested you to bet for him, how can he blame you?" Zoe could not catch Ashmead's reply, but it was accompanied by a shake of the head; so she understood him to object. Then, after a little more discussion, Ina Klosking said, "What money have you of mine?" Ashmead produced some notes. "Very well," said the Klosking.
Ashmead groaned aloud. "I see," said he. "He'll soon clean you out. Ah, well! he can't rob you of your voice, and he can't rob you of your Ashmead." They soon reached Frankfort. Ashmead put her into a carriage as agreed, and went to the Russie. Ina sat, with her veil down, in the carriage, and waited Ashmead's return with Severne. He was a long time coming.
Joseph Ashmead. Now, may this train dash over the next viaduct, and take you and Miss Vizard to heaven, and me to hell, if I ever saw Mr. Joseph Ashmead's face before. He uttered this furiously, and, it is a curious fact; but Zoe turned red, and Fanny pale. It was really in quite a cowed voice Miss Dover went on to say, "La! don't fly out like that.
Those two faces, not downright forbidding, but uninviting, turned the scale; and the Klosking, who was not a forward woman, did not yield to her inclination and speak to Zoe. She took Ashmead's arm again and moved away. Then Zoe turned back and beckoned Vizard. He joined her. "There she is," said Zoe; "shall I speak to her?" Would you believe it?
THE reputation Mademoiselle Klosking gained in the new oratorio, aided by Ashmead's exertions, launched her in a walk of art that accorded with her sentiments. She sung in the oratorio whenever it could be performed, and also sung select songs from it, and other sacred songs at concerts. She was engaged at a musical festival in the very cathedral town whose choir had been so consoling to her.
"You who have seen my torments and my fidelity, mark what I say: If he is false to me with another woman, I shall kill him or else I shall hate him." She took her desk and wrote, at Ashmead's dictation, "Vizard Court, Taddington, Barfordshire."
"Allons," said she, calmly, and took his arm; but, as she moved away, she saw Zoe Vizard passing on the other side of the table. Their eyes met: she dropped Ashmead's arm and made her a sweeping courtesy full of polite consideration, and a sort of courteous respect for the person saluted, coupled with a certain dignity, and then she looked wistfully at her a moment.
He brooded over it for a day or two; and then, as he thought Miss Gale a very ill-used person, though not, of course, so ill-used as himself, he took her Ashmead's letter. "This is nice!" said she. "There I must give up loving women. Besides, they throw me over the moment a man comes, if it happens to be the right one." "Unnatural creatures!" said Vizard. "Ungrateful, at all events."
There was a little applause, all due to Ashmead's preliminary apology, but there was no real reception; for Germany is large and musical, and she was not immediately recognized at Homburg. But there was that indescribable flutter which marks a good impression and keen expectation suddenly aroused.
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