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But now was not the moment for excuse, and I took my pardon with all gratitude and with full allowance of my offence's enormity. Then we determined that Carford must immediately be sought, and set out for the house with intent to find him. But our progress was very slow, and the moon rose in the skies before we stepped out on to the avenue and came in sight of the house and the terrace.
You know my reasons for not wanting to set foot in the place, so I don't need to tell you. "Now, good-bye. Go to Snow Lodge, and have a good time, and when you come back, children, tell me all about it. If I can't go there at least I like to hear about the place." Mr. Carford went out to his team, through the now driving snow.
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.
"And why are you come, my lord?" she asked. "To serve you, madame," he answered simply. She drew herself up, saying haughtily, "You were not so ready to serve me at Dover." Carford was not disconcerted by an attack that he must have foreseen; he had the parry ready for the thrust. "From the danger that I knew I guarded you, the other I did not know."
Let us make a dash for an empty carriage and keep it to ourselves." It was only a short journey to Carford, but it took them over twelve rather uninteresting miles and put them down just at the commencement of a very beautiful stretch of country where open uplands alternated with wooded coombes, and where the stone-roofed villages were the prettiest in the county.
Nay, and they hailed him as the champion of the Church, with hits at the Romish faith, which my lord heard with eyes downcast to the ground and a rigid smile carved on his face. It was all a forecast of what was one day to be; perhaps to the hero of it a suggestion of what some day might be. At least he was radiant over it, and carried Carford off with him into his apartment in the merriest mood.
"What about?" asked Bert softly. "Over some money. Henry was a young man who liked to spend considerable, and though he was not bad he was different from the country boys. Mr. Carford gave him plenty of spending money, however, and did not ask him what became of it. "Then, one day, a large sum of money was missing from Snow Lodge. Mr.
He turned his eyes on me: they were calm, but shone still with the heat of contest and the sternness of resentment. He raised his sword and pointed with it towards where Carford lay. "My lord there," said he, "knew a thing that hurt my honour, and did not warn me of it. He knew that I was made a tool and did not tell me.
She had no mind to accept the part of the guilty. "Well, my lord," she said, "have you told this M. de Fontelles what honest folk would think of him and his errand?" "I believe him to be honest," answered Carford. "You live the quieter for your belief!" she cried contemptuously. "I live the less quiet for what I have seen just now," he retorted. There was a silence.
Carford stole covertly from the steps nearer to the group until, gliding across the hall, he was almost at the Frenchman's elbow. Still M. de Perrencourt was silent.
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