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Updated: May 21, 2025
"Have you been to that old castle?" asked the young girl, pointing with her parasol to the far-gleaming walls of the Chateau de Chillon. "Yes, formerly, more than once," said Winterbourne. "You too, I suppose, have seen it?" "No; we haven't been there. I want to go there dreadfully. Of course I mean to go there. I wouldn't go away from here without having seen that old castle."
From time to time a village, gray-walled, brown-roofed, broke the low helving shore of the lake, where the poplars rose and the vineyards spread with a monotony that somehow pleased; and at Nyon a twelfth-century castle, as noble as Chillon, offered the delight of its changing lines as the boat approached and passed.
At nightfall, under a clear black sky, alive with wakeful fires round head and breast of the great Alp, Chillon and Carinthia strolled out of the village, and he told her some of his hopes. They referred to inventions of destructive weapons, which were primarily to place his country out of all danger from a world in arms; and also, it might be mentioned, to bring him fortune.
There is a magic in it to bring you to me from the most dreadful of distances. Chillon! it would kill me! Writing here and you perhaps behind the hill, I can hardly bear it; I am torn away, my hand will not any more. This music burst out to mock me! Adieu. 'I am yours. 'Your HENRIETTA. 'A kiss to the sister. It is owing to her. Carinthia kissed the letter on that last line.
'You're not scheming to have them serve as army hospital nurses, my dear? 'No, Chillon. 'You can't explain it, I suppose? 'A sister could go too, when you go to war, Chillon. A sister could go, if it were permitted by the authorities, and be near her brother to nurse him in case of wounds; others would be unable to claim the privilege.
Intended to give him a start or 'One-er in return, it surpassed his angry shot at the body of them in effect. Carinthia entered his room and saw that he was lying stretched restfully. She whispered of this to Chillon, and began upon her watch, reading her Spanish phrasebook; and she could have wept, if she had been a woman for tears.
She had heard of a party of his friends awaiting him there, without much encouragement from him to ask particulars of them, and she had hitherto abstained, as she was rather shy of meeting her countrywomen. The ladies, Chillon said, were cousins; one was a young widow, the Countess of Fleetwood, and the other was Miss Fakenham, a younger lady.
No, she thought, a plain girl should think of work, to earn her independence. 'Women are not permitted to follow armies, Chillon? she said. He laughed out. 'What 's in your head?
And following that, not so very long, there was the announcement of the marriage of Chillon John Kirby Levellier, Lieutenant in the King's Own Hussars, and Henrietta, daughter of Admiral Baldwin Fakenham. A county newspaper paragraph was quoted for its eulogy of the Beauty of Hampshire not too strong, those acquainted with her thought.
As it now is, it looks, to speak profanely of what poetry has consecrated, when seen from the water, or along the shore of the lake, very like an old whitewashed factory or mill. This morning I walked to the Castle of Chillon with J , who sketches everything he sees, from a wildflower or a carved chair to a castle or a range of mountains.
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