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"The court broke up at midday, and the man went straight, unconfessed, to the place of his punishment. They tied him to the tree nearest his own door, and the count sat by while he howled his life out under the lash. He was hardly dead by sundown." "It was revenge, not justice," Mrs. Bellasys said, more firmly than was her wont.
Then I knew that he had won a richer prize than ever was set on a race since the first Great Metropolitan was run for at Olympia. As he passed Miss Bellasys he checked his horse for an instant, and said, very coldly, "You are satisfied, I trust?" "All's well that ends well," answered Flora; "but I began to tremble for my bets. I thought you were waiting too long."
"When you have taken Miss Bellasys back, will you come to me for a moment, Mr. Livingstone? I will wait for you here." Flora rose before Guy could answer. "Don't trouble yourself," she said, gayly. "Here is my partner for the polka looking anxiously for me. I am ready, Captain Ravenswood." She turned, before reaching the door, to fire a last shot.
If I only had the slightest proof, or if she had any weak point unless she loses her head when she hears where Guy is gone, I have no chance of finding out much in that quarter. There's Willis, to be sure she bribed him, no doubt. D n them both!" In this complimentary and charitable mood, he went straight to Flora Bellasys. He found her alone.
The lovely color came and flickered for a moment on her cheek, and then went out again as suddenly. "I know it is easier for me to submit than for you, yet it is very hard to be obliged to leave you, Guy; it is harder still to leave you to Flora Bellasys. I hope my jealousy I am jealous does not make me unjust; but I don't think she will make you better, or even happier in the end.
The farmers missed sadly Godfrey's bluff face and stalwart figure at the cover-side, while the "bruisers" from Leamington, and the "railers" from town, hearing no longer his great voice, good-naturedly imperative, adjuring them to "hold hard, and not to spoil their own sport," rode over the hounds rejoicing. Flora Bellasys was married. It was just the match I thought she would make.
Though herself perfectly innocent of any connivance in Flora's schemes, she was afflicted with a perpetual indistinct sort of remorse. Once or twice, I believe, she did venture on a remonstrance, but she was put down decisively, and did not try it again. One evening Guy had been lingering for some time in the Bellasys' box at the Opera.
He had been intimate with Colonel Livingstone, and had known his son from childhood; but he was a still closer friend of the Brandon family, with whom, indeed, he was distantly connected. He had never seen Guy since the breaking off of the latter's engagement till this night, when he caught a glimpse of his lofty head bending over Flora Bellasys' chair.
They were not a couple likely to indulge in the amantium iræ; but sometimes, after quitting her, his brow was so ominously overcast that it would have gladdened the very heart of Flora Bellasys to have seen it. Once, I remember, after sitting some time in silence, his eyes turned toward a table, where, among other letters, lay a little triangular note unopened.
A Catholic, Lord Bellasys, became First Lord of the Treasury, which was again put into commission after Rochester's removal; and another Catholic, Lord Arundell, became Lord Privy Seal; while Father Petre, a Jesuit, was called to the Privy Council.
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