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It smouldered, only it was very hot underneath. And I can understand Lord Clarenceux was so handsome and so rich, the most fine stern man I ever saw. He used to give me hundred-franc notes." "Never mind the notes. Why has Deschamps' jealousy revived so suddenly just recently?" "Why? Because mademoiselle would come back to the Opéra Comique. Deschamps could not suffer that.
From the primal hour when a liking for Rosa had arisen in my breast, the ghost of Lord Clarenceux, always hovering uneasily near to its former love, had showed itself to me. The figure opposite the Devonshire Mansion that was the first warning. With regard to the second appearance, in the cathedral of Bruges, I surmised that that only indirectly affected myself.
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For he wished me to love him, and he always had his way. He was a man, and he held the same view of my world that I myself hold. Mr. Foster, you must think I'm in a very chattering mood." I protested with a gesture. "Lord Clarenceux died. And I am alone. I was terribly lonely after his death. I missed his jealousy." "He was jealous?" "He was the most jealous man, I think, who ever lived.
Only I knew that in either case I should love Rosa. My love was independent of my will, and therefore the ghost of Clarenceux, do what it might, could not tear it from me. I might die, I might suffer mental tortures inconceivable, but I should continue to love. In this idea lay my only consolation.
While Henry was thus arrayed, the knights-companions, robed in their mantles, hoods, and collars, entered the closet, and waiting till he was ready, marched before him into the presence-chamber, where were assembled the two provincial kings-at-arms, Clarenceux and Norroy, the heralds, and pursuivants, wearing their coats-of-arms, together with the band of pensioners, carrying gilt poleaxes, and drawn up in two lines.
The ghost of Clarenceux, driven to extremities by the brief scene of tenderness which had passed in Rosa's drawing-room, had determined by his own fell method to end the relations between Rosa and myself. And his method was to assume a complete sway over me, the object of his hatred. How did he exercise that sway? Can I answer? I cannot. How does one man influence another?
A light broke in upon me: Alresca must have been aware that Lord Clarenceux was alive. That must have been part of Alresca's secret, but only part. I felt somehow that I was on the verge of some tragical discovery which might vitally affect not only my own existence, but that of others. I saw Rosa on the morning after my interview with Yvette.
Then I told her without the least reservation all that had happened to me, and especially my experiences of the previous night. When I had finished she looked at me with her large sombre eyes, which were full of pity, but not of hope. I waited for her words. "Now, listen," she said. "You shall hear. I was with Lord Clarenceux when he died." "You!" I exclaimed. "In Vienna!
And, months ago in London, had she not permitted me to talk to her with an extraordinary freedom? Lovely, incomparable, exquisite as she was, she was nevertheless a girl, and I was sure that she had a girl's heart. However, it was a presumption. I remembered her legendary engagement to Lord Clarenceux, an engagement which had interested all Europe. I often thought of that matter.
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