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"I am afraid I can't tell you the whole well, you may call it 'story'; but I may say that I am deeply indebted to Miss Grant, and that I am very desirous of paying that debt no; I can't do that! but of seeing her and telling her that her kindness, her goodness, to me were not thrown away." "An amiable sentiment," said Mr. Clendon, with dignified simplicity.
"I want to tell you that this is my brother" his hand reached for Mr. Clendon's "my elder brother. He is Lord Sutcombe, not I. He disappeared and was supposed to have died. I knew some months ago that he was alive, but " "Yielding to my earnest entreaty, my command, my brother consented to conceal the fact," said Mr. Clendon, gravely.
Clendon!" said Celia, in the tone a woman uses when she is really pleased, and not affecting to be pleased, at the advent of a visitor. "Come in." "Thank you, Miss Grant," said the old man, in a peculiar voice that was quite low and yet strangely vibrant, like the note of a muted violin. "I have come to ask you if you could oblige me with a couple of pieces of sugar.
"Then why have you disturbed me?" demanded the Marquess, desperately. "I will tell you," said Mr. Clendon. "Will you not come and sit down? Be calm, and listen to me quietly. Accept my assurance that I have no intention whatever, and never shall have, of taking my proper place, of depriving you of all I resigned.
It was a library, handsomely furnished and luxuriously appointed; a huge fire was burning in the bronze grate, and, as its warmth went out to meet him, Mr. Clendon thought of the fireless grate over which the young girl had crouched.
She took him to the Marquess's room. Lord Sutcombe, at sight of his visitor, tried to rise; but fell back, stretching out his hand, murmuring, "Wilfred!" Then he looked at the nurse and doctor. "Will you please leave us alone for a little while. This gentleman is " Mr. Clendon laid his hand upon his brother's arm and stopped him. Celia went downstairs, and found Mr.
She has been very kind, in the do-good-and-blush-to-find-it-known way, to the poor people about her; and Susie has told a good many of Miss Grant's angelic kindnesses to her. Hence these tears," he added, as the people crowded about them and cheered heartily. "Where shall I tell the man to drive, my lord?" "To the Hall," replied Mr. Clendon gravely.
Clendon was silent for a moment, then he said: "No, I have no son or daughter. I am childless. The person of whom I speak is a young girl, no relation of mine, scarcely a friend, save for the fact that I have been of service to her, and that she regards me as the only friend she has. We live in the same block of buildings have met as ships pass in the night.
I beg your pardon!" "No, I don't think my father was selfish," said Celia, more to herself than to her listener. "Not consciously so; he was sanguine, too sanguine; he lived in the moment " "I know," said Mr. Clendon. "Some men are born like that, and can't help themselves. Well, what did you do?" "Oh, it was what I tried to do," said Celia, with a laugh. "I tried to do all sorts of things.
Clendon began to play; she changed her mind about the walk and went to the door to open it an inch or so, that she might hear more distinctly the soft strains of the Beethoven Sonata which came floating up to her.
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