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Went this afternoon with Cassilis to the Bridge for natural refreshment, and I saw this populous city, and plenty in it. I therein saw something of the Lord's providence, who hath divided the kingdoms of the earth and given them their habitations, not all alike, but as His wisdom hath seen fit.
Saying which, Bellew nodded affably, and, shouldering his spade, went upon his way. And still he walked in the shadows, and still he gazed upon the moon, but now, his thick brows were gathered in a frown, and he was wondering just why Cassilis should chance to be here, to-night, and what his confident air, and the general assurance of his manner might portend; above all, he was wondering how Mr.
"Indeed!" said Mr. Cassilis, and his smile was even more supercilious than usual. "Yes, sir," nodded Bellew, "I do confess me a most fortunate, and happy, wight who, having wandered hither and yon upon this planet of ours, which is so vast, and so very small, has, by the most happy chance, found his way hither into Arcady." "And may I enquire how long you intend to lead this Arcadian existence?"
It was not natural mirth, but seemed to be affected in order to conceal an angrier feeling. We both turned, though I still kept my left arm about Clara's waist; nor did she seek to withdraw herself; and there, a few paces off upon the beach, stood Northmour, his head lowered, his hands behind his back, his nostrils white with passion. "Ah! Cassilis!" he said, as I disclosed my face.
"But she's not yet Mrs. Cassilis. I say no more. The present is not for me." Then my wife surprised me. "I leave you here," she said suddenly. "My father has been too long alone. But remember this: you are to be friends, for you are both good friends to me." She has since told me her reason for this step.
"Not at all, sir not at all," returned Bellew solemnly, "the moon is very nearly at the full, you will perceive." "Well, sir, and what of that?" "When the moon is at the full, or nearly so, I generally dig, sir, that is to say, circumstances permitting." "Really," said Mr. Cassilis beginning to caress his moustache, "it seems to me that you have very ah peculiar tastes, Mr. Bellew."
"Immensely, sir, beyond all expression!" "Yes, it is considered rather pretty, I believe." "Lovely, sir!" nodded Bellew, "though it is not so much the beauty of the place itself, that appeals to me so much as what it contains." "Oh, indeed!" said Mr. Cassilis, with a sudden, sharp glance, "to what do you refer?" "Goose-berries, sir!" "I ah beg your pardon?"
Cassilis?" he whispered back. "Yes!" "A bit more jest a teeny bit more?" "Yes!" "A lot more, lots an' lots, oceans more?" "Yes!"
Again Bellew felt the small fingers tighten round his, and the small figure shrink a little closer to him, as Small Porges answered, "I've been with Uncle Porges, Mr. Cassilis." "With whom?" demanded Mr. Cassilis, more sharply. "With his Uncle Porges, sir," Bellew rejoined, "a trustworthy person, and very much at your service." Mr.
And even if the tale be not true of this or that lady, or this or that old tower, it is true in the essence of all men and women: for all of us, some time or other, hear the gipsies singing; over all of us is the glamour cast. Some resist and sit resolutely by the fire. Most go and are brought back again, like Lady Cassilis.
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