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But there's a screw loose somewhere. . . . It wasn't good enough for me. It didn't give me a chance in things that are of the mind, the spirit my particular gifts, whatever they are. They would have chafed against that life." "In other words, you're a genius, which your father isn't," the girl said almost sarcastically. A disturbed look came into Carnac's eyes.
Then it was that he had the impulse to go to the woman's home, express his sorrow, and in some small sense wipe out his wrong by offering her marriage. He had not gone. He knew of Carnac's success in the world of Art; and how he had alienated his reputed father by an independence revolting to a slave of convention.
The blow brought understanding back to Tarboe. His fingers loosed from the Frenchman's throat, and Carnac caught Denzil as he fell backwards. "Good God!" said Carnac. "Good God, Tarboe! Wasn't it enough for your brother to take this man's love without your trying to take his life?" Carnac's blow brought conviction to Tarboe, whose terrible rage passed away. He wiped the blood from his face.
One thing seemed clear Carnac's policy had elements of seduction appealing to the selfishness of all sections, and he had an eloquence which would make Barouche uneasy. That eloquence was shown in a speech Carnac made in the late evening to the assembled executive.
He could not tell the story of his overhearing, for why had not Barouche told the tale? With an oath he turned away and disappeared. As he went he could hear his friends cheering Carnac. "Carnac Grier lies, but he wins the game," he said. "Grier's in Carnac's in Carnac's got the seat!"
"A letter for you, an important letter," he kept crying as he came nearer. He got the letter into Carnac's hands. "Read it at once, m'sieu'," Denzil said urgently. Carnac saw the handwriting was Junia's, and he tore open the letter, which held the blue certificate of the marriage with Luzanne. He conquered the sudden dimness of his eyes, and read the letter. It said: DEAR CARNAC, I hear from Mr.
As Carnac listened he kept framing the words not yet issued, but which did issue from Barouche's mouth; his quick intelligence correctly imagined the line Barouche would take; again and again Barouche made a gesture, or tossed his head, or swung upon his feet to right and left in harmony with Carnac's own mind.
"A letter for you, an important letter," he kept crying as he came nearer. He got the letter into Carnac's hands. "Read it at once, m'sieu'," Denzil said urgently. Carnac saw the handwriting was Junia's, and he tore open the letter, which held the blue certificate of the marriage with Luzanne. He conquered the sudden dimness of his eyes, and read the letter. It said: DEAR CARNAC, I hear from Mr.
As Carnac listened he kept framing the words not yet issued, but which did issue from Barouche's mouth; his quick intelligence correctly imagined the line Barouche would take; again and again Barouche made a gesture, or tossed his head, or swung upon his feet to right and left in harmony with Carnac's own mind.
The boy's face was so glowing that his own youth came back, and a better spirit took residence in him. He gave thanks to the Returning Officer, and then, with his agent, left the building by the back door. He did not wait for the announcement of Carnac's triumph, and he knew his work was done for ever in public life.
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