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"That's not true! What did he say next?" "He said I had added tenfold to my offense, by waltzing with you in such a manner as to make you the subject of remark to the whole room." "Oh! did you let him say that?" "No; I contradicted him instantly. And I said, besides, 'It's an insult to Miss Bowmore, to suppose that she would permit any impropriety." "Quite right! And what did he say?"
Every now and then, his restless eyes wandered from the visitor to an open letter in his hand. Charlotte, observing him, pointed to the letter. "Have you any bad news there, papa?" she asked. "Dreadful news!" Mr. Bowmore answered. "Dreadful news, my child, to every Englishman who respects the liberties which his ancestors won.
"On the contrary," said Percy, "I have the strongest personal interest in the conduct of the Ministry." "How? in what way?" cried Mr. Bowmore eagerly. "My late father had a claim on government," Percy answered, "for money expended in foreign service. As his heir, I inherit the claim, which has been formally recognized by the present Ministers.
This the young man had done; but he returned alone after a while, saying simply that he had lost sight of Mr. Peytral, whom he had supposed might have come home by some other way; and mentioning also that he had been told that Penn's Meadow barn was on fire. When it grew late, and Mr. Peytral failed to return, Bowmore went out again and made inquiry in all directions.
But there was a bundle or two of old pea-straw there, shied in last summer, they say, being over bundles from the last load, and there left." "And when was Mr. Bowmore seen next?" "He came strolling back, sir, and told the young lady he'd left her father outside, or something of that sort, I think; said nothing of the quarrel, I believe.
Bervie took a slip of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Percy with a smile. It was a copy of the warrant which Justice Bervie's duty had compelled him to issue for the "arrest of Orlando Bowmore and Percy Linwood." There was no danger in divulging the secret now. British warrants were waste-paper in France, in those days.
"Miss Bowmore is engaged to me for the next dance," said the angry Captain, before the young lady could answer. "The third dance, then?" Percy persisted, with his brightest smile. "With pleasure, Mr. Linwood," said Miss Bowmore.
She looked at him and instantly made up her mind. "Let me tell my mother where I am going," she said; "and I will consent." "Be it so!" he answered. "And remember one thing: every minute is precious; the fewest words are the best." Mrs. Bowmore re-entered the cottage by the adjoining room, and met them in the passage. In few words, Charlotte spoke. "I must go at once to Justice Bervie's house.
Not being rash enough to proceed to such an extreme as this, he slyly consulted the young man's interests by declining, on formal grounds, to date the warrant earlier than the second of April. Please note that my visit to him was paid at noon, on the thirty-first of March. Percy, the same chance necessarily includes Mr. Bowmore, whose name is also in the warrant.
Instantly!" Mrs. Bowmore drew back the bolts before the servants could help her. "Where is Charlotte?" she cried; seeing Percy alone on the doorstep. "Gone!" Percy answered furiously. "Eloped to Paris with Captain Bervie! Read her own confession. They were just sending the messenger with it, when I reached the house." He handed a note to Mrs.
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