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The servants of Don Vicente carried away his body, and Roque returned to his comrades, and so ended the love of Claudia Jeronima; but what wonder, when it was the insuperable and cruel might of jealousy that wove the web of her sad story?
Lane's work was reposing in her lap; her sister, Miss Jane Chambers, had ceased the pretense of reading; the Rector was enjoying what he kept assuring himself was only just five minutes' peace before he crossed over to his parsonage and his sermon; Lady Claudia Territon and Miss Katharine Bernard were each in possession of a wicker lounge, while at their feet lay two young men in flannels, with lawn-tennis racquets lying idle by them.
"Claudia has reached the age of twenty-six. She told me so in one of her letters. What age have you reached, Uncle Winthrop?" "Middle age." "Is that very old?" Dorothea came closer, and her fingers slipped in and out of Laine's hair. "You're gray just a teensy bit, but I don't think she's a person who will mind if a man isn't truly young.
"Is Rickmansworth coming?" put in Lady Claudia, before Eugene had time to reply to his fiancée. "Be at peace," he said, addressing Lady Claudia; "your brother is not coming. I have known Rickmansworth a long while, and I never knew him to be polite. Neither Lady Claudia nor her brother Robert, who was the young man with the beer, seemed put out at this message.
"Tell him they are intimate friends of the Empress. Only keep the pumps going! Till we meet again Balbilla!" and with these words the architect gave his horse the bridle and made his way through the crowd. A quarter of an hour later Balbilla was standing on the roof of the little stone guard-house. Claudia was utterly exhausted and incapable of speech.
When all were seated, Claudia poured out the coffee and the breakfast commenced. But to the discredit of the judge's consistency, it might have been noticed that, after he had helped his companion to steak, waffles, and other edibles, he resumed his newspaper; and, regardless that coffee and muffins grew cold by standing, recommenced reading the debates in Congress.
"Oh, certainly!" said the young lady, wondering, but rejoiced to find that she should not be obliged to miss the dance. They exchanged places accordingly; but as they still stood very near together, Claudia heard him whisper to his partner: "This evening I think I will speak to your father and some other gentlemen and enlighten them as to who this fellow really is!"
"That is enough; indeed the finding of the articles upon Alfred's person was enough," said Mr. Middleton. "I think this poor boy's word ought to have been enough!" said Claudia. "And now, sir!" continued Mr. Middleton, turning to Master Burghe; "you have been convicted of theft, falsehood, and cowardice yes, and of the meanest falsehood and the basest cowardice I ever heard of.
God save you in every crisis of your life." And she bowed her head, lowly and humbly, to receive this benediction as though it had been uttered by an authorized minister of God. "I would bend my spirit o'er yon." "I am humbled, who was humble! Friend! I bow my head before you!" E.B. Browning. But a mist fell before Ishmael's eyes, and when it cleared away Claudia was gone.
"I'll be careful and not get burnt up." She waved Timkins out. "They're coming right in. It's the funniest thing about Uncle Winthrop," she went on, as if to the tea-cups she was arranging. "He didn't want to come and see Cousin Claudia, and now he comes here every day. Wouldn't it be funny if he wanted her for a sweetheart and wouldn't it be grand!"
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