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We have decided that Arthur and Brenda shall be married; but we condescend to that amiable weakness of yours which always demands that there shall be no scandal. It must surely be your motto at the Hall to avoid scandal at any cost. So we are agreed to make a concession. The marriage we insist upon; but we are willing, all of us, to emigrate.
You are a blood-thirsty hyena. You like to collect hearts the way the Red-skins did scalps." "You mean coupons." "No, hearts. You like to pretend to be simple, because you are wicked. I will tell the Countess Brenda and her daughter." "What are you going to tell them?" "That you are wicked, that you have a hyena's heart, that you want to ruin them."
And then!... These things he told me with actual tears in the finest dark eyes I have perhaps ever seen, and without seeming any the less manly for them. He told me, and I believed him. He came to me, poor fellow, because it was the nearest he could come to Brenda, and he trusted, I suppose, that I would tell her he had been. It was a way of sending her a message.
He had before him, vivid in memory, the image of Brenda in the little church, and was looking at that, though his eyes were on Mrs. Hawthorne's friendly and attentive face.
Well, after that we simply had a terrible time. First one side, then the other would either fight overhead, or pass to and fro, dropping bombs here and there. Oh, it was terrible!" "Poor child!" This from Brenda. "She no harm no one; but dem Boche, he no care what he do or where he do it. Ally not know either." "Well, we have been here ever since.
Moreover, that very perfection robs it of character. It seems to be less a human face than a symbol of an apathetic being and an apathetic beauty." "We have found her defect," said Mlle. Cadet. After introducing her friend to the ladies and to the young men, who were all dazzled, the Countess Brenda sat down near Mme. Dawson, in an antique arm-chair. She was imposing.
And there in the dimness he saw what he had not seen in the broad light of day, that his friend's little face, which had presented the effect of a house with all the blinds drawn down, was lighted up behind the blinds oh, lighted as if for a feast! He felt himself at sea. He had thought he knew the circumstances. Some part, of course, nobody could know unless Brenda chose to tell them.
Merrill was made as happy as possible by a bright smile, a real hand-clasp instead of the usual Society paw-waggle, and instructions to go and make himself agreeable and useful. Brenda also received a hearty "shake" Nitocris did not believe in kissing in public and when the Professor and Mrs Huysman had gone in, she whispered: "I suppose that's the Prince's brougham.
I was only thinkin' yer chance uv gittin' by them two redskins at the spring's mighty small." "Then you think it a good plan?" "Yes; I'd like to have ye do it, if ye can." "Thank you, sir. I'll do my best." Then the lad passed around the rooms, taking the hand of each defender in farewell until he reached Brenda.
The lady was on her bed upstairs if we cared to see her. It took four strong men to get the brothers into the asylum carriage. She would not herself stay in the house another day and was starting that very afternoon to rejoin her family at St. Ives. We ascended the stairs and viewed the body. Miss Brenda Tregennis had been a very beautiful girl, though now verging upon middle age.
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