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The old man looked up at her. "It is hardest for you, my dear. And I have helped to make it hard." He reached out his hand to her. She took it. "He is my son and I love him " "And I love you, Claudia." "May I get the blue room ready?" The blue room was the bridal chamber at Huntersfield; kept rather sacredly at other times for formal purposes. "Do as you please. The house is yours, my dear."
He begged her to make any use of the library she pleased, only to let him know when to expect her, that she might have no trouble with the officials; and offered her any other help in his power. In the meantime my sister Claudia had seen Ideala, and had been pleased to find her, not looking well, certainly, but just as cheerful as usual.
"I am very sorry, papa, that I aroused the house in this manner," said Claudia, with real regret in her tone. "It was not like you to do so, for a dream, my dear," replied the judge gravely. "It was no dream, papa! it was no dream, as the result will prove." "What was it then, my dear?" "It was the Viscount Vincent!" "The Viscount Vincent!" exclaimed the judge, in astonishment.
I heard yesterday that they would not have a cent; but never dreamed of his being so weak as to kill himself. Miserable mistake!" "What will become of Mrs. Grayson and Claudia?" asked Beulah sorrowfully. "I don't know, really. Mrs. Grayson has a brother living somewhere up the country; I suppose he will offer them a home, such as he has. I pity her.
"My dear," said the judge, as he seated himself on the sofa beside his daughter, wound his arm around her shoulders, and looked wistfully into her face, "do you know that I am surprised to see you looking so well? You must possess a great deal of fortitude, Claudia, to have passed through so much trouble as you have and show so few signs of suffering as you do."
How much has happened since I saw them last. It seems to me as if many years had passed since that time. Well, papa, I suppose Ruth has unpacked and put away my clothes by this time, and so I will leave you for the present." And with a weary, listless air Claudia left the room and turned to go upstairs. "Not there, not there, my dear, I told you.
'Claudia, he said, reproaching her, 'I've told you a thousand times. 'Oh yes, said Claudia, 'in fun. But now, without nonsense really? Am I pretty? 'No; you're not pretty, Claudia. Pretty's commonplace. You are lovely. I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world. 'You darling boy! There's a kiss for that. No, no, no, Paul. Only a very little one.
Presently she looked up, and I saw she held something in her hand. It was a gold crucifix, and she fixed her eyes on it. The lamplight fell on her face, and I could see that it was drawn and haggard. Claudia had maintained latterly that her illness arose more from mental than from physical trouble; did this explain it? And was it a religious difficulty?
"I'm going to ask you if you know why Father Stafford " "Oh, please excuse me, Mr. Lane. I can't speculate on your friend's motives. I don't profess to understand him." This might be indifference; it sounded to Eugene very like pique. "I thought you might know." "Mr. Lane," said Claudia, "either you mean something or you don't.
Burghe stood in front of the sofa, facing the ladies and with his back towards Claudia, of whose approach he was entirely ignorant, as he discoursed as follows: "Quite unfit to be received in respectable society, I assure you, General! Came of a wretchedly degraded set, the lowest of the low, upon my honor. This fellow " Claudia touched his shoulder with the end of her fan.
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