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But what an embarrassing personage Miss Berners would have been transferred from the dingle to the drawing-room; nay, how impossible it is to think of that athletic young goddess as Miss Berners! The distinctions and titles of conventional society refuse to cling even to her name. I wonder how Stevenson would have liked Isopel Berners. And now his philosophy.
All the numberless persons and things pass him on both sides and he sees none of them takes no notice of anything. But he spies a man in Berners Street, in the middle of a small crowd, showing them some tricks we won't say so good as yours, Mr. Franks, but he stops, and stares, and forgets for a moment or two that there is one brother-man he hates and would kill if he could."
I forgot that you had been outside civilization for nearly a month. Although I have tried hard, I have not been able to keep the affair altogether out of the papers." Andrew was thunderstruck. "Good God!" he exclaimed. "Why, Berners, this is one of the strangest things I ever heard of. What are you doing about it?" "I am employing detectives," the Duke answered. "I do not see what else I could do.
Nevertheless Lyon Berners walked up to the side of the altar where he had seen the shadow disappear. Sybil followed close behind him. He examined the altar all around. It was built of stonework like the church; that was the reason it had stood so long.
"Catch me driving in one of those nasty vulgar four-wheel cabs, if I had a couple of carriages and a couple of pairs of horses at my disposal. There's some style about a hansom; but I never could abide those creepy-crawley four-wheelers." "I admire your taste, Miss Berners; and a dashing young woman like you's a credit to a hansom," replied Mr. Parker gallantly.
Lyon Berners led his fair partner to a seat, left her there and came to speak to his wife. But it was not until her group of admirers had separated to go in search of partners for the ensuing quadrille, that he had an opportunity of speaking to her privately. "How are you enjoying yourself?" he inquired, on general principles. "I am looking on.
"I declare, I never in all my life supped out so frequently as I have done since you two have been housekeeping in this old Haunted Chapel! And by the way, talking of that, have you seen any more apparitions? any more spectral gipsy girls? or shrouded forms? or shadowy coffins? or open vaults? eh, Mrs. Berners?" laughingly inquired Captain Pendleton.
Every one reports with confidence, and every one else believes with assurance, that you are both in Annapolis, and will certainly be found by the officers within a few days. This is good, as it will lead off all pursuit from your road to Norfolk." Lyon Berners nodded in reply. And Sybil came up to make some preparations for supper. "Well, Mrs.
"You come from Captain Pendleton? What message does he send? How is it at the house? Has the coroner come? And oh! has any clue been found to the murderer?" anxiously inquired Mr. Berners. "No, marser, no clue an't been found to no murderer. But the house up there is full of crowners and constables, as if it was the county court house, and Cappin Pendulum managing everything."
"There has never yet been an accident on this road," observed Lyon Berners, soothingly. "Then there is a miracle performed every time a vehicle passes down it," replied Rosa, with a shudder. "But look now, there is a very fine scene," said Mr. Berners, pointing through the window as the coach rolled on.
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