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Carlyon's old eyes looked away into distance and seemed to see a slender shape wrapped in a spotted fawn's skin, its head crowned with leaves, joining the throng of those other early worshipers of Dionysus as they beat their weird music among the dark crags of Parnassus searching for communion with the spiritual beyond in the only way they knew of then to reach it, through a wild ecstasy of emotion.
She felt vaguely that Arabella had told her of some classical or mythological personage of some such sounding name, a boatman of sorts but she dare not risk a statement, so she went on with the point she wished to gain, which was to investigate at once Mr. Carlyon's surroundings and discover, if possible, whether there was any influence there that would be inimical to herself.
Carlyon was unmarried and lived alone, that a glow of real warmth towards the Professor emanated from her, while the conviction grew that it was nothing but the influence of Cora Lutworth which had even momentarily cooled her whilom ardent friend. Mr. Carlyon's imperturbable countenance gave no hint of what he thought of her, although John Derringham watched him furtively and anxiously.
Carlyon to the White Cottage, much to the chagrin of the Ross girls, whose homeward route took them through Rotherwood, and who also had a seat to spare. Malcolm had a dim suspicion that Elizabeth had connived at this arrangement. "You had better go with the Brents if they ask you," she had said earlier in the evening, but he had not heard Mr. Carlyon's reply.
Through her mind, as it were on wheels of fire, Steele's passionate words were running: "He lives on treachery. He would betray any one or all of us to death if it were to the interest of the Empire that we should be sacrificed." And again: "I would sooner tread barefoot on a scorpion than get entangled in Carlyon's web." All this she would once have dismissed as vilest calumny.
You have got to reckon with things as they are, not with what nature meant them to be." "Then you think women are a force now which one must consider?" "I think they are as deadly as the deep sea " and Mr. Carlyon's voice was tense.
"And did you give him one?" she asked. "I suppose not!" "He went away with his teeth shut " and Mr. Carlyon's smile deepened as he stroked his white beard. Halcyone laughed. She seldom asked questions herself. If the Professor wished to tell her anything about the ladies he would do so she was dying to hear!
"I do not know that there is occasion for that," Halcyone remarked, "it is all a level thing which does not matter. You are Mr. Carlyon's guest and I expect will be staying some time " "So you will have to put up with me!" and John Derringham laughed, furious now with himself for his increasing irritation.
"And Tudor too! I met Babbie, while you were inside Carlyon's shop buying chocs, and she told me Tudor started yesterday, and Gwen went last Tuesday to a boarding-school near London. It was decided quite in a hurry because there happened to be a vacancy for her. It's a very fashionable school where they take the girls out to theatres and concerts and all sorts of places.
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