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"Yes, but I am afraid some of the rest will find it has only further anxieties for them." "I fancy," said Winston, "you are thinking of one." Maud Barrington nodded. "Yes. I am sorry for him." "Then it would please you if I tried to straighten out things for him? It would be difficult, but I believe it could be accomplished."
So fully were they engaged in their fight that they were unlikely to take much notice of him, and he was congratulating himself on his escape when one out of the many faces about him suddenly seemed to stand out distinct from all the rest. Barrington did not know the face, had never seen the man before that he was aware of, but it fascinated him.
The one friend she had in Paris did not know how sorely she needed him. Somehow, somewhere, he might hear what had happened, what would he say? No actual answer came to this mental question, but a train of thought was started in her brain bringing strange fancies. Perhaps Richard Barrington loved her.
"Yes," said Winston quietly. "You must lead your horse." Maud Barrington had in the meanwhile stood very still, and now moved as by an effort. "It is time I rode on, and you can show the stranger across," she said. "I have kept you at least five minutes longer than was necessary."
He hadn't heard from any other Barrington fellow, but he believed that Tom Percival was the one black sheep in the flock that the others had gone with their States. "I don't believe it," said Tom, with decided emphasis. "I am not the only Union fellow there was in the academy, by a long shot, and I know that those who opposed secession didn't do it to hear themselves talk.
We'll never forget what you are doing to-day. Yesterday I came home to find my father and mother waiting to be sold out by the sheriff, and go to the poor house; and Reub, I found my brother Reub, rotting to death in Barrington jail." "By gosh, I forgot baout Reub, I declar I did," exclaimed Meshech, contritely. "Give us yer hand," said Israel, "I forgot same ez Meshech, an I misdoubted ye.
"Then it can't be helped, and, after all, Courthorne wouldn't talk, even if he wasn't what he is," said the lad. "You don't know why, and I'm not going to tell you, but it wouldn't become him." "You don't mean Maud Barrington?" asked his companion. "No," said the lad, with a laugh. "Courthorne is not like me. He has no sense. It's quite another kind of girl, you see."
Both these leading politicians there were none at this time more powerful in England expressed similar sentiments in Parliament from the Ministerial benches: Lord Hillsborough sounding fully the praise of the Governor, and Lord Barrington, in an imperial strain, terming the Americans "worse than traitors against the Crown, traitors against the legislature of Great Britain," and saying that "the use of troops was to bring rioters to justice."
Already she had been questioned on the subject by Tanaka, by boy sans and by shop-attendants. "It is a great pity," said cousin Sadako, "that you have no baby. In Japan if a wife have no baby, she is often divorced. But perhaps it is the fault of Mr. Barrington?" Asako had vaguely hoped for children in the future, but on the whole she was glad that their coming had been delayed.
She bathed her face and hands with fragrant water, brushed her hair and put on a pretty dressing sacque of her own. Then she had some breakfast which she appeared to enjoy. "I feel so drowsy," she said. "I am so comfortable and at ease." That was much to be thankful for. "Lilian will you do me a favor this morning," began Mrs. Barrington in her most persuasive voice.
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