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His answer came, brief and stern. "I will speak, then. Miss Bellasys, on what authority from me did you venture to interfere in my concerns so far as to intercept my correspondence?" She tried denial still; it was her way; she always would do it, even when it could avail nothing perhaps to gain time. "I don't know what you mean. I never "
If Miss Bellasys seems to take things pleasantly, be still more wary. I never saw a peculiarly frank, winning smile on her father's face without there being ruin to some one in the background. After all, you can do but little, I suppose. Che sara, sara." He said this drearily, and with something like a sigh.
Flora Bellasys was there too, in all the insolence of beauty, defying criticism, and challenging the admiration that was lavished on her. I should like to describe her dress; but I know how dangerous it is for the uninitiate to venture within the verge of those awful mysteries over which, as hierophants, Devy and Maradon-Carson preside. Conscious of my sex, I retire. Have we not read of Actæon?
The cast-steel smile which was peculiar to him hardened the colonel's face. "You must come down on Miss Bellasys for compensation. She pays well, I have no doubt. You never get another sou from our side, if it were to keep you from starving. My second thought was the best, after all; it saved time and money. Keep out of Mr. Livingstone's way.
Bellasys, don't let him put you down with the high hand; it's always his way when truth is against him; but I never knew him break down a stubborn fact yet." Guy turned upon me directly. "Frank, I have often remarked in you, with pain, quite a feminine propensity to theorize. Women will do it. My dear Mrs.
Bellasys cried out, shuddering; "was not the count very angry?" "Well, he was rather vexed," replied Guy, coolly. "They are high justiciaries on their own lands, those great Bohemian barons, and so he gave the forester a fair trial. It was soon over; the man denied nothing, only whining out, in excuse, that he thought his daughter was dishonored.
Perhaps they would not have given him absolution, for he died certainly not in charity with all men." "I don't know," Mrs. Bellasys objected, with a timid obstinacy; "I can not argue with you; but I am sure it was very wrong." I struck in to the meek little woman's rescue. "That's right, Mrs.
Bar accidents, I must win. They do not know that the chestnut has not extended himself yet." We lose sight of the horses for a little. When we see them a gain, the mare has decidedly gained ground; and, to our astonishment, the Axeine swerves, and refuses at rather an easy fence. Miss Bellasys' cheek flushes this time.
Charley pointed out a small, plump, rather pretty blonde, with long ringlets, and light, laughing blue eyes. It seemed the lady's reminiscences were well founded, for in five minutes Livingstone and she were talking like old friends. In the course of the evening I found myself near Miss Bellasys.
I could hardly keep my temper that evening when I saw at the Opera Flora Bellasys triumphant, as if she could guess what the morning's work had been and then thought of the single, guileless heart whose happiness she was plotting to overthrow. She and Guy met constantly, for he still went every where, often accompanied by his fiancée.
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