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Honour walked up and down the flagged paths in her white gown, Honour sat on the broad stone margin of the fountain and raised serious eyes from her book at his approach and her whole face lighted up with a flash of welcome to him, such a flash as he had caught in Lady Cinnamond's eyes when Sir Arthur returned unexpectedly from a distant expedition.
A broken arm and a complete suit of bruises ain't pleasant wear, but they are mending, and the beggar has no business to mope as he does. If he's still in love with old Cinnamond's daughter, his path is clear now, but they tell me he has made no attempt to see her." "Ah!" said Mrs James thoughtfully. "But he shall see her. Leave it to me, love.
Her frantic entreaties to him not to go, or if he must go, to take her with him, her dire forebodings of evil, had made it very hard for him to leave her; and when neither her father's anger, nor Lady Cinnamond's warnings that she would do herself harm, were able to quiet her sobs, Captain Cowper had been obliged to tear himself away from her clinging hands without a proper farewell.
"Then if he had lived you would have married him, my poor little one?" cried her mother in dismay. "How can I tell, mamma? One finds out these things too late. It is always so, isn't it?" "And the poor young man who is not dead?" there was a hint of exasperation in Lady Cinnamond's voice. "He doesn't dream of that sort of thing now. We shall always be friends, but never anything more."
"All the more reason that he should have this honour to recommend him to those who do not," retorted Mrs Jardine triumphantly. "That is exactly what I was saying Dear me! what was I saying? Oh, I remember; we were discussing Lady Cinnamond's assumption of superiority just a little out of place in the case of a foreigner you agree with me?
Her daughters took a very secondary place in Lady Cinnamond's mind when her husband was in question, and it was seldom that Sir Arthur had to complain of his wife's not being present to receive him when he returned from his duties.
Mrs Jardine was not an imaginative person, but the outlines of the Cinnamonds' family history had reached her, and her thoughts wandered involuntarily to the storming of Badajoz and the beautiful Spanish girl who had sought refuge in the British camp, and she found excuse for that infatuation on Sir Arthur Cinnamond's part which she had denounced bitterly when she first heard that "the new General's" wife was a foreigner.
"But you have not sent him away?" "I told him again that I could not marry him." "But I thought you cared for him!" Lady Cinnamond's regret was not unmixed with indignation. "When you thought he was dead, you said " It was Honour's turn to be indignant. "I said I couldn't tell, mamma. And I don't like him as much now as I did when I thought he was dead."
But consider the room at your disposal for any nefarious projects of the kind." "Nay, James, you must do your part. Pray convey my compliments to him, and tell him I shall be sadly vexed if he refuses to come. He shall be in complete retirement there, you may say, and can slip away when he chooses." "I will give him his orders. Pray, is Miss Cinnamond's name to be mentioned?" "I think not.
"Oh, James, I know that means you have done something dreadful, and want me to get you out of the difficulty!" she sighed. "Well, love, what is it?" "I have sent a kasid to meet poor Gerrard, to tell him he is to come to us, and we will take no refusal. As soon as the man was gone, I remembered that you would probably object to his being thrown into Miss Cinnamond's company."
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