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He drew out a rosary, and disregarding Belward's outstretched hand, said: "By the Mother of God, I will never leave you!" There was a kind of wondering triumph in Belward's eyes, though he had at first shrunk from Jacques's action, and a puzzling smile came. "Wherever I go, or whatever I do?" "Whatever you do, or wherever you go." He put the rosary to his lips, and made the sign of the cross.
Do not reply. You will come back without her good-bye!" Then came Ridley Court. He entered on Sir William and Lady Belward without announcement. Sir William came to his feet, austere and pale. Lady Belward's fingers trembled on the lace she held. They looked many years older. Neither spoke his name, nor did they offer their hands. Gaston did not wince, he had expected it.
I am going back first to Andree." Sir William's face was ashy. "Impossible!" "I promised, and I will go back." Lady Belward's voice quivered: "Stay, ah, stay, and redeem the past! You can, you can outlive it." Always the same: live it down! "It is no use," he answered; "I must return." Then in a few words he thanked them for all, and bade them good-bye. He did not offer his hand, nor did they.
Leaving her bag at the Gare Montparnasse, she had gone straight to Ian Belward's house. She had lived years in the last few hours. She had had no sleep on the journey, and her mind had been strained unbearably. It had, however, a fixed idea, which shuttled in and out in a hundred shapes, but ever pointing to one end. She had determined on a painful thing the only way.
I am going back first to Andree." Sir William's face was ashy. "Impossible!" "I promised, and I will go back." Lady Belward's voice quivered: "Stay, ah, stay, and redeem the past! You can, you can outlive it." Always the same: live it down! "It is no use," he answered; "I must return." Then in a few words he thanked them for all, and bade them good-bye. He did not offer his hand, nor did they.
Do not reply. You will come back without her good-bye!" Then came Ridley Court. He entered on Sir William and Lady Belward without announcement. Sir William came to his feet, austere and pale. Lady Belward's fingers trembled on the lace she held. They looked many years older. Neither spoke his name, nor did they offer their hands. Gaston did not wince, he had expected it.
Simple, dusty, ancient church, thick with effigies and tombs; with inscriptions upon pillars to virgins departed this life; and tablets telling of gentlemen gone from great parochial virtues: it wakened in Belward's brain a fresh conception of the life he was about to live he did not doubt that he would live it. He would not think of himself as inacceptable to old Sir William Belward.
Gaston told the story plainly, briefly, as he had told his earlier history. Its concision and simplicity were poignant. From the day he first saw Andree in the justice's room till the hour when she opened Ian Belward's letter, his tale went. Then he paused. "I remember very well," Sir William said, with painful meditation: "a strange girl, with a remarkable face. You pleaded for her father then.
Gaston told the story plainly, briefly, as he had told his earlier history. Its concision and simplicity were poignant. From the day he first saw Andree in the justice's room till the hour when she opened Ian Belward's letter, his tale went. Then he paused. "I remember very well," Sir William said, with painful meditation: "a strange girl, with a remarkable face. You pleaded for her father then.
Agatha then became serious, and said that Delia was at least four years older than himself, that he was just her Agatha's age, and that the other match would be very unsuitable. This put Cluny on Delia's defence, and he praised her youth, and hinted at his own elderliness. She advised him to go and ask Mr. Belward's advice; begged him not to act until he had done so.
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