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Mr. Ratcliffe knew nothing of this conspiracy against his peace and prospects. Even if he had known it, he might only have laughed, and pursued his own path without a second thought. Yet it was certain that he did not think Carrington's enmity a thing to be overlooked, and from the moment of his obtaining a clue to its cause, he had begun to take precautions against it.
Then they vanished into the whirling haze, and Colonel Carrington's Winchester rapped as he emptied the magazine at the flying foe, while by the time the new arrivals had mastered their excited beasts there was only a narrow circle of prairie shut in by blinding snow. "Very glad to find you safe, sir," said Ormond.
"If she can take the part, she will be just the one for it I remember that Miss Carrington's niece does have a queenly walk. And that is just what we need. But do you think we can get her?" "She has never joined our club," said Jess thoughtfully. "I am not sure that she has ever been invited," Laura said. "But she is always busy " "Gee Gee pretty near works her to death," growled Bobby.
She, too, became reserved, and a cruel breach yawned between the husband and wife who, a few short days before, had been so happily united. Truly, Victor Carrington's schemes prospered. Reginald Eversleigh looked on in silent wonder too base to oppose himself to the foul plot which was being concocted under his eyes. Whatever the schemer bade him do, he did without shame or scruple.
The two riders had something of the same sensation, as though the leafless woods and the laurel thickets, the warm, moist air and the low clouds, were a protection and a soft shelter. Somewhat to Carrington's surprise, he found that it was pleasant to have Sybil's company. He felt towards her as to a sister a favourite sister.
Carrington's surprise was extreme when he realised that he was actually in the county where the tragedy had occurred, within a very few miles of the actual spot, in fact. Of course, he had read about it in the papers, but only cursorily, it seemed, and he had no idea he was coming into the identical district that had acquired such a sinister notoriety.
He took from his coat pocket a rose a drooping, yellow, velvet, odorous rose, that hung its head in the foul atmosphere of that tainted rathskeller like a virgin bowing before the hot breath of the lions in a Roman arena. Miss Carrington's penetrating but musical laugh rose above the orchestra's rendering of "Bluebells." "Oh, say!" she cried, with glee, "ain't those poky places the limit?
Two weeks ago the Yan the Federal cavalry passed through, chasing Carrington's Horse out of Oxley Court House, but there was no halt here." She resumed her seat with a gesture toward a chair opposite; the bandmaster bowed again and seated himself, placing his sabre between his knees. "Our cavalry advance did not behave very well in Oxley," he said.
I have been drawn here into reminiscence that did not, at the time, detain me in the hall. What my sister had discovered to me, following Major Carrington's remark, left me distinctly uneasy.
Betty, her eyes cast down, twisted her rein nervously between her slim, white fingers, but Carrington's steady glance never left her sweet face, framed by its halo of bright hair. She stole another look at him from beneath her dark lashes. "Three years, Betty?" he prompted. "Bruce, don't stare at me that way, it makes me forget what I was going to say!
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