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Bainrothe," I interrupted; "it is of my sister you speak. I will not hear her slandered. Certainly, if propriety ever assumed female form, it is in that of Evelyn Erie. This was my father's opinion it is mine." "Propriety! The pale ghost of it rather," he sneered; "I thought you hated hypocrisy; you do not love that woman have little right to; yet you praise and defend her. How is this!
"Vat ansair shall I bear to Mr. Bainrothe from his vard?" asked the Mercury of my Jove, clasping his costumed hands together, then dropping them meekly before him. "I vait de reply of Miss Monfort vid patience. Dere is pen, and ink, and papair, I perceive, on dat table. Be good enough to write at once your reply to de vise conditions of your excellent guardian." "You know them, then?"
Into the deeps of sorrow was my soul first compelled to enter, a diver in the great ocean, whence alone all such precious pearls are borne. Notice had been given to Claude Bainrothe to evacuate my father's premises before my return from the brief wedding-trip which comprised business as well as recreation.
"Send him word I am better, Mrs. Clayton," I entreated; "I cannot see him again, he is so repulsive; and, if you have a woman's heart in your breast, never leave me alone with him, or with Mr. Bainrothe, when he calls, for one moment they inspire me equally with terror, indescribable," and I covered my face to hide its burning blushes. "Look up, Miss Monfort, and listen to me," said Mrs.
We were sitting, then, around the cheerful fire in the parlor in question, when Morton, my father's "own man," announced "Mr. Bainrothe and son," and a moment afterward the two gentlemen so heralded entered the room together. With one you are already somewhat familiar, reader mine, as a gentlemanly, handsome man, with deliberate movements and confident address.
"You reside here, then?" I questioned; "you are at home in this house, whosesoever it may be?" "Oh, no, you quite misunderstand me. I am staying with friends, and Mr. Bainrothe is over at home with his son and daughter-in-law" with a jerk of her head in the right direction "in the other city, I mean; I am such a stranger I. forget names sometimes. This, you know, is solely Dr.
She did not understand, as I did, that it was a measure prompted not only by humanity but self-interest, and that even the hard heart of Basil Bainrothe preferred a compromise to such violence and injustice as those he had otherwise meditated.
Claude Bainrothe called that afternoon, and placed in my hand the copy of the codicil that had been sent to Evelyn, together with the lawyer's letter to which she had alluded, and which, on consulting with him, she found it unnecessary to take with her to New York, her identity being already established, beyond a doubt, with that of the legatee, in the eyes of the American agent in possession of all the facts of the case from the London attorney.
The idea is worthy of the mind it springs from worthy of the author of all this sorrow and confusion worthy of Mr. Basil Bainrothe, the arch-conspirator himself." He turned upon me with clinched hands and blazing eyes. "You shall answer for these words, girl! if not now, years hence," he said; "the seed of your insult has been thrown on fertile soil, I promise you!" and he laughed bitterly.
"I hate deceit," I said, wiping my eyes; "and deceitful people, too. I love my friends behind their backs the same as to their faces just the same." "What makes you mock Mr. Bainrothe then, and show how he minces at table, and uses his rattan?" she asked. "Mr. Bainrothe is not my friend; besides, I said no harm of him. I don't love him, and never will, and he knows it."
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