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The visitors were rather surprised to learn that the Bobbsey family was preparing to go away for a winter vacation in the woods, but they were only too glad to accept an invitation to go along. So it was arranged, and in another day the start to Mr. Carford's former home would be made. Mr.
It is a sad story, and is best forgotten. Both Mr. Carford and Henry feel badly enough about it, so it will be best not to mention it. Just forget all about it if we go to Snow Lodge." "But we are going; aren't we, Papa?" asked Bert. "The trip to the woods would do us all good." "Well, I think we might take advantage of Mr. Carford's kind offer," said Mr. Bobbsey.
Carford after a pause, during which he looked into the blazing fire, "I lived on a farm, and I had to work very hard." "We were on a farm once, weren't we, Flossie?" interrupted Freddie. "Hush, dear," said Nan in a low voice "Listen to Mr. Carford's story." "That isn't a story," insisted Flossie. "He didn't begin it right. He must say: 'Once upon a time, a good many years ago !" Mr.
Suddenly I heard steps on the stairs, the word of the night was asked, and Monmouth's voice made answer "Saint Denis"; for just now everything was French in compliment to Madame. The steps continued to ascend; the light in the corridor was very dim, but a moment later I perceived Monmouth and Carford. Carford's arm was through his Grace's, and he seemed to be endeavouring to restrain him.
Darrell caught me by the arm and held me fast. Jermyn was by Carford's side. I hardly knew what passed, being much upset by the sudden quarrel, and yet more by the idea, that Carford's words had put in my head. I saw Jermyn come forward, and Darrell, loosing my arm, went and spoke to him. Lord Carford resumed his seat; I leant against the back of my chair and waited.
Then I could go to Snow Lodge and tell them you were all right. When it was daylight they could come for you in the sled." "Maybe that would be best," agreed Bert. "But won't it be too much of a trip for you?" asked Nan. "No, I'm used to roaming about the woods," said Mr. Carford's nephew, with a sad smile. "A few miles more or less won't make any difference, and I know every inch of this forest.
"Dangerous then?" It was Carford's turn to shrug his shoulders, as he said, "Fools are always dangerous. Well, I'll leave you. I want to think. Only remember; if you please to be on your guard against me, why, be more on your guard against Simon Dale." "He dares not stop me. Nay, why should he? What I propose is for the lady's advantage." Carford saw the quarrel he desired fairly in the making.
Go to Simon Dale!" The amazed eyes of Fontelles and the sullen enraged glance of Carford recalled her to wariness. A burning flush spread over her face and even to the border of the gown on her neck. But she was proud in her shame, and her eyes met theirs in a level gaze. To Fontelles her bearing and the betrayal of herself brought fresh and strong confirmation of Carford's warning.
The anger that had been diverted on to Carford's head swept back to mine. "Indeed, why should he?" she cried. "All the world can't be always thinking of you and your affairs, Mr Dale." "Yet you were vexed because he hadn't." "I vexed! Not I!" said Barbara haughtily. I could not make that out; she had seemed angry with him. But because I spoke of her anger, she was angry now with me.
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