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He was half inclined to think, so slightly did he estimate Clemency's anger, that she would not keep her word, and would be home for luncheon. But when he returned she was not there, and she had not come when the bell rang. "Why, where is Clemency?" Gordon said, when they entered the dining-room. "She insisted upon stopping to see her friend Miss Lipton," said James.
"Where in the name of mischief did you get it?" "It was in the corner yonder," answered Barnabas. "I also found this." And he laid a handsomely embossed coat button on the table. "It has been wrenched off you will notice." "Yes," nodded the Viscount, "torn off! Do you think " "I think," said Barnabas, putting the button back into his pocket, "that Mistress Clemency's tears are accounted for "
For more than two years he had provided training for the fittest youths he could find amongst the fishers, and now he had a pretty good band playing on wind instruments, able to give back to God a shadow of his own music. The same formed the Clemency's crew.
I came here to-night, meaning to be a self-murderer oh, God forgive me!" "But you asked for a sign, I think," said Barnabas, "and you live also. And to-night your pilgrimage ends, in Clemency's loving arms." "Clemency? My daughter? Oh, sir, young sir, how may that be? They tell me she is dead." "Lies!" said Barnabas, "lies! I spoke with her tonight."
"Oh, Bev!" he groaned, "she's gone Clemency's gone, I I can't find her, Bev!" Now hereupon the Marquis very quietly took up his hat and, nodding to Barnabas, linked his arm in Tressider's and went softly from the room, closing the door behind him. "Dick!" cried Barnabas, bending over him, "my dear fellow!" "Ever since you spoke, I I've wanted her, Bev.
It all seemed so absurd, the grievances were so exceedingly petty. He could not imagine what had so turned Emma against him. He was even more at a loss where she was concerned than in Clemency's case. A girl engaged might find some foolish reason, which seemed enormous to her, to turn the cold shoulder to him, but it was inconceivable that Emma should.
Now the cause for this secrecy is removed, but as far as she is concerned, the truth must still be concealed for Clemency's sake. It must not be known that that dead man was her father, and the very instant we let go one thread of the mystery the whole fabric will unravel.
"No, I don't think you are, but it is only my duty to put the case plainly before you. That man who was buried this afternoon was simply unspeakable. He was a monstrosity of perverted morality. I cannot even bring myself to tell you what I know of him. I cannot even bring myself to give you the least hint of what my poor young sister, Clemency's mother, suffered in her brief life with him.
"Amen to that!" added the Viscount, who had at length adjusted the trace to his own liking and Master Milo's frowning approval. "Good-by, Bev," he continued, gripping the hand Barnabas extended. "We are going down to Devenham for a week or so Clemency's own wish, and when we come back I have a feeling that the the shadows, y' know, will have passed quite away, y'know, for good and all.
Abrasions on the elbows are not generally understood, it is true, to range within that class of personal charms called beauty-spots. But, it is better, going through the world, to have the arms chafed in that narrow passage, than the temper: and Clemency's was sound and whole as any beauty's in the land.
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