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Banstead fingered his underfed moustache. "I may be pretty rotten, but I'm not that kind of cad," said he. And he went, not without a certain dignity. Dick took Viviette's hand and kissed it tenderly. "God bless you, dear. I'll remember what you've said all my life. I can go away almost happy." "You can go away quite happy, if you like," said Viviette. "Take me with you." "To Vancouver?"
"Of course I mean it meant to ask you again to-day ask you now." "Then I will marry you." Dick strode forward, and, catching her by the wrist, swung her away from Banstead, his face aflame with sudden passion. "No, by God, you shan't!" Banstead retreated a few paces, scared out of his life. Mrs. Ware sought Austin's protecting arm. "What does all this mean? I don't understand it."
This race is named from Lambert's Oaks, near the neighboring village of Banstead. The race-hill is elevated about five hundred feet above the sea, and the grand stand, which is the most substantial in England, affords magnificent views, stretching far away beyond Windsor Castle and the dome of St. Paul's in London.
"But what Austin and Katherine have to do with it I can't imagine." The servant opened the door. "Lord Banstead." He entered a cold, strange silence. Everyone had forgotten him. He must have attributed the ungenial atmosphere to his own lateness it was half-past eight for he made penitent apology to Mrs. Ware. Austin greeted him coldly. Dick nodded absently from the other side of the room.
'It was this restlessness, this insecurity, perhaps, that drove me further and further afield in my exploring expeditions. Going to the south-westward towards the rising country that is now called Combe Wood, I observed far off, in the direction of nineteenth-century Banstead, a vast green structure, different in character from any I had hitherto seen.
Viviette, with a sweeping glance of defiance at the assembled family, held herself very erect, and with hard eyes and quivering lips came straight to the young fellow. "Lord Banstead," she said. "You have asked me four times to marry you. Did you mean it, or were you lying, too?" Banstead's pallid cheeks flushed. He was overcome with confusion.
With his hand on the knob of the drawing-room door Austin paused and looked at him. "Pull yourself together, man. Play your part. For God's sake, try to look cheerful." Dick tried. Austin shivered. "For God's sake, don't," he said. They entered the drawing-room, expecting to find the three ladies, and possibly Lord Banstead, assembled for dinner.
I tried to murder Austin this afternoon!" Katherine closed her eyes. She had guessed it. But Viviette, with parted lips and white cheeks, groped her way backwards to a chair, without shifting her terror-stricken gaze from Dick; and sitting, she gripped the arms of the chair. There was a moment of tense silence. Banstead at last relieved his feelings with a gasping, "Well, I'm damned!"
I'm damned if I will!" He flung out of the room on to the terrace and strode away in a rage. "Seems to take it badly," remarked Banstead, looking at his disappearing figure. "I had better say good-bye." "Good-bye," said Austin.
But Dick shook his warning angrily aside, and Austin saw that, once again that day, Dick was desperate. "Not while I live shall she marry you. Don't I know your infernal beastly life?" "Now, look here," said Banstead, at bay. "What the deuce have you got to do with my affairs?" "Everything. Do you think she loves you, cares for you, honours you, respects you?"
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