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"May I ask who was your friend?" demanded Mrs. French. "It was Mrs. Clifford, of course," said Camilla. "There is nobody else would try to make difficulties." "There need be no difficulty at all, Miss Camilla," said Miss Stanbury, "if you will promise me that you will not repeat the statement. It can't be true." "But it is true," said Camilla.
Aye, I remember, so it was; I was thinking of that other stupid book, written by that woman they make such a fuss about, she who married the French emigrant." "I suppose you mean Camilla?" "Yes, that's the book; such unnatural stuff!
"Well, you know," continued Camilla, "I think that when a person makes an attempt, and comes by the worst of it, that person should put up with the defeat, and not say all manner of ill-natured things. Everybody knows that a certain gentleman is very intimate in this house." "Don't, dear," said Arabella, in a whisper. "Yes, I shall," said Camilla.
Gibson's house. Mrs. French was somewhat uneasy about the new clothing and household gear, feeling that, in the event of Bella's marriage, at least a considerable portion of it must be transferred to the new bride. But it was impossible at the present moment to open such a subject to Camilla; it would have been as a proposition to a lioness respecting the taking away of her whelps.
I shall not soon forget your mystification, and how you chafed under my imperative commands. Camilla and I departed to Paris, my brain full of my scheme, and full of happiness, too. We went to a private hotel to which Darcy had recommended us, suitable for honeymoons.
Then she looked her companion in the eyes frankly and answered: "Truly and truly, nothing more." "It would be just the way of the world for these two people to come to like each other, though," thought the man to himself, and somehow the thought made him grave. It was almost like the old pang over Camilla.
Camilla was the favorite of the entire company. There was Pozzolini, the tenor, fat Badially, the bass, jolly Rocco the buffo singer and Alfred Jael the rising young pianist, merriest of them all. With each Camilla was a pet. Every one seemed ready to please the young girl and in their society life passed happily.
The poor thing was in a false position, and nobody was more sorry for her than Raymond himself; but you see he had fancied that marriage must bring the one thing it would not in that short time." "It would, if she had not been a little foolish donkey." "Or if Camilla Tyrrell had let her alone! It is of no use to rake up these things, my dear Rosamond.
While they were in Philadelphia an agent of the Germania Musical Society of Boston visited them and invited Camilla to join the Society in a series of concerts that they proposed to give in the New England cities. A handsome salary was offered and they all three started once more for Boston. They took rooms at the United States Hotel and prepared for a long stay.
She has crossed over the narrow stream on whose margin she lingered so long; and there was joy on the other side when the gentle, patient, holy Camilla Cain joined the glorified throng. O though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died! Lone Mountain.
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