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More stealthily yet he went creeping hither and thither, feeling here and feeling there, in the hope of laying his hand on the fowl asleep. Urged by his natural impulse to forage, he had forgotten Clare's warning.
'It is not for very long, she said; 'and if you want me back sooner, you have only to wire and tell me so. I shall be back, I hope, before Christmas. But Christmas seemed to Agatha a long way off, and she perhaps of all the sisters felt most depressed at Gwen's departure. Clare's Discovery 'A closed bud containeth Possibilities infinite and unknown.
Valders-Roan had now a clear field and could turn his undivided attention to Lady Clare. I am not sure that he had not made an example of Shag merely to frighten her. Bounding forward with his mighty chest expanded and the blood dripping from his nostrils, he struck out with a tremendous hind leg and would have returned Lady Clare's blow with interest if she had not leaped high into the air.
To Clare's mind there was about them all, except Brook, a little dash of something which was not "quite, quite," as the world would have expressed it. In her opinion Lady Fan was distinctly disagreeable, whoever she might be as distinctly so as Brook was the contrary. And somehow the girl could not help resenting the woman's way of treating him.
They walked on in silence. The flow of Clare's confidences had ceased, and her eyes were calculating and a trifle hard. "There's a good bit of talk about him," she jerked out finally. "I suppose you've heard it." "What sort of talk?" "Oh, gossip. You'll hear it. Everybody's talking about it. It's doing him a lot of harm." "I don't believe it," Elizabeth flared.
Taylor took the greatest trouble in ensuring a favourable reception to Clare's works, and being a literary man of some standing, as well as a bookseller with the additional advantage of gathering, at stated periods, the chieftains in the republic of letters around his bachelor's table, to enjoy the most excellent dinners he succeeded in doing what perhaps no other London publisher could have accomplished at the time.
Where exactly lay Clare's altered attitude to himself, to his opinions, to the world in general. If he yielded to her demands and he had yielded on many more occasions than was good either for her or himself she had, he fancied, laughed at him for being so easily defeated. If he had not yielded then she had been, immediately, impossible....
She had, and she dimly perceived it, committed a greater fault in tactics, in teaching her daughter to bow to the Idol also. Love of that kind Richard took for tribute. He was indifferent to Clare's soft eyes. The parting kiss he gave her was ready and cold as his father could desire.
Clare's innocent eyes watched him, and her mind was divided about him. She was utterly young and inexperienced, but she was a woman, and she believed him to be false, faithless, and designing. She had no idea of the broad distinction he drew between all good and innocent women like herself, and all the rest whom he considered lawful prey.
To see so many books handsomely bound, and "flash'd about with golden letters," as he describes it, in so poor a place as Clare's cottage, gave it almost a romantic air, for, except in cleanliness, it is no whit superior to the habitations of the poorest of the peasantry. The hearth has no fire-place on it, which to one accustomed to coal fires looked comfortless, but Clare found it otherwise.
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