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I understand that there has been some telegraphing between him and his aunt, and that his present intention is to rejoin us at Newcastle. Rather wish he would put off his return a little longer, as it is arranged that we go out to Cragside and Bamborough Castle; and one doesn't like to abuse such delightful hospitality as we have been offered there.
Sydney Bamborough on one or two occasions, and had been interested in her. From the first he had come under the influence of her beauty. But she was then a married woman. He met her again toward the end of the terrible winter to which reference has been made, and found that a mere acquaintanceship had in the meantime developed into friendship.
But the widow of Sydney Bamborough made Paul ask her to be his wife, and she promised to give him his answer later.
One would scarcely have taken this stout German for a person of any sentiment whatever. Nevertheless he would have liked Paul to marry Catrina Lanovitch in preference to Etta Sydney Bamborough, merely because he thought that the former loved him, while he felt sure that the latter did not.
Yes indeed, gentlemen, I've backed you all I shall gain quite a fortune if you all happen to win which you can't possibly, of course, still, one of you will, I hope, and oh, dear me, Viscount, how pale you are! Look at him, Bamborough it's his arm, I know it is!" "Arm, madam?" repeated the Viscount with an admirable look of surprise, "does your Grace suggest "
"Paul is a friend of mine," he said calmly. "I may be staying at Osterno with him." The rigid smile never relaxed. "Not with Karl Steinmetz on the premises," said Vassili imperturbably. "The astute Mr. Steinmetz may be removed to some other sphere of usefulness. There is a new spoke in his Teutonic wheel." "Ah!" "Prince Paul is about to marry the widow of Sydney Bamborough."
It was the look of one who, having fallen from a great height, is not quite sure whether it means death or not. Then she walked on. "I congratulate you," she said. "I only hope she will make you happy. She is beautiful, I suppose?" "Yes," answered Paul simply. The girl nodded her head. "What is her name?" "Etta Sydney Bamborough." Catrina had evidently never heard the name before.
To prove this she diverged from the path of veracity, as is the way of some women. "I did not expect to see you here," she said. "You told me you were coming," he answered simply. The inference would have been enough for some women, but not for Etta Sydney Bamborough.
The kings generally gave their bishops a seat near their own chief town, as Cuthbert had his see at Lindisfarne, close to the royal Northumbrian capital of Bamborough; so that the proximity of Selsea to Chichester made it the most natural place for a bishopstool; and, again, it was usual to make over spots in the fens or marshes to the monks, who, by draining and cultivating them, performed a useful secular work.
See, there comes another blue-riband, as I live. My Lord Bamborough. The descendant of the Hotspurs. The proudest man in England. He stops, he bows, he smiles; he is hat in hand, too. See, she taps him with her fan. Get away, you crowd of little blackguard boys, and don't tread on the robe of the lady whom the King delights to honour." "But why does the King honour her?" ask the girls once more.
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