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He was evidently much excited. "But what?" he said, hoarsely. "Well, you know, it's an old affair. It's the young one, you know Miss Fay. He rather affects her, you know. That's about it." "Miss Fay?" "Yes; your child-angel, you know. But it's an older affair than yours; it is, really; so don't be giving way, man. Besides, his claims on her are as great as yours; yes, greater too. By Jove!"
Then I looked up, after awhile, and saw standing at the foot of the bed a little angel a child-angel with a green olive-branch in its hand. It told me to follow; so I rose up, and followed it over a wide desert country, and across rivers and among wild beasts; but at every peril the child held out the olive-branch, and we passed on safely.
He determined, therefore, to accompany his friend, so as to do what he could to avert the calamity which he dreaded. And this was the reason why he went with Dacres to Rome. As for Dacres, he seemed to be animated by but one motive, which he expressed over and over again: "She stood between me and my child-angel, and so will I stand between her and her Italian!"
I, mind you I, the injured husband, with the scar on my head from a wound made by her hand, and all the ghosts of my ancestors howling curses over me at night for my desolated and ruined home I am to be conscience-stricken in her presence, as if I were a felon, while she, the really guilty one the blight and bitter destruction of my life she is to appear before me now as injured, and must make her appearance here, standing by the side of that sweet child-angel, and warning me away.
The doctor opened the garden gate of the quiet cottage to which poor Burley had fled from the pure presence of Leonard's child-angel. And with heavy step, and heavy heart, Leonard mournfully followed, to behold the wrecks of him whose wit had glorified orgy, and "set the table in a roar." Alas, poor Yorick! Audley Egerton stands on his hearth alone.
The child-angel was now out of his friend's reach, and the worst fears of the lover were more than realized. "I told you I was afraid of this," continued Dacres. "I had a suspicion that she was alive, and I firmly believe she'll outlive me forty years; but I must say I never expected to see her in this way, under such circumstances. And then to find her so infernally beautiful!
The cause of Harold's anxiety only came out later. It was the wound he coveted, it seemed. He wanted to have a big, sore wound of his very own, and go about and show it to people, and excite their envy or win their respect. Charlotte was only too pleased to take the child-angel seated at the lady's feet, grappling with a musical instrument much too big for her.
I went away with a snubbed and subdued feeling, and rode along near the Villa Reale, when suddenly I met the carriage with Lady Dalrymple and the child-angel. She knew me at once, and gave a little start. Then she looked awfully embarrassed. Then she turned to Lady Dalrymple; and by the time I had got up the carriage had stopped, and the ladies both looked at me and bowed.
Why you should grow desperate, and swear at yourself, and then propose South America, is quite beyond me. Above all, I don't yet see any reason why you should give up your child-angel. You were all raptures but a short time since. Why are you so cold now?" "I'll tell you," said Dacres. "So you said ever so long ago." "It's a sore subject, and difficult to speak about."
You have seen those exquisite child-angel faces on Raphael Tuck's Christmas cards? I think the artist must just have dreamed of Nell, and then reproduced the vision imperfectly. She was ten, and had a little fairy-like figure, gold hair clustering in wonderful waves and curls around her face, soft hazel eyes, and a little rosebud of a mouth.
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