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You would like to employ me as a spy is that what you mean?" "Well, if you like to put it so, yes. I suppose I can count upon you?" "I am sorry not to be able to oblige you, but I am afraid I must say no." "You are growing squeamish, Cyprienne, in your old age. To think of your having scruples!" "I despise your sneers. It does not suit me to do what you wish, that's all; it would be unsafe."
He had spent a miserable night, he was stiff and sore from his strange position, and they had given him little or no food. But his manner was defiant, and his air exulting, as he saw Ledantec and Cyprienne approach. "Have you come to release me? It's about time. You will gain nothing by keeping me here." "Dog! I hate you!" cried Mrs. Wilders, as she struck him a cruel, cowardly blow on the face.
"You are not too flattering, Cyprienne. Do not presume on my good-nature, and remember " "What, pray?" "What you owe me. I am entitled to claim my reward. You must repay me some day." "By marrying you?" Her voice, as usual, began to tremble when she found herself in antagonism with this man. "If that be the price I ask. Why not? We ought to be happy together.
"Madame," corrected Lord Lydstone, who had been already put right himself. "Let me introduce you. Madame Cyprienne my cousin, Colonel Wilders, of the Royal Rangers. I hope we shall hear you sing again to-night, unless you are too tired." "I shall do whatever miladi wishes," said Madame Cyprienne, in a deep but musical voice, with a slight foreign accent. "It is for her to command, me to obey.
She set her emissaries at work, however for every great London lady has a dozen devoted, unpaid attachés, ready to do any little commission of this kind and the lace was traced back to Colonel Wilders. "My dear," she said, one morning, to her lord, "I am afraid Colonel Wilders is very intimate with that Madame Cyprienne." "Our eccentric Cousin Bill! You don't say so?
On the deck of the yacht, under an awning for the spring sun already beat down hotly at noon were the owner and his guests. Lord Lydstone, cigar in mouth, lounged lazily upon a heap of rugs and cushions at the feet of Mrs. Wilders, who took her ease luxuriantly in a comfortable cane arm-chair. Blanche Cyprienne, Countess of St. Clair, had changed little since her marriage.
Foreign, I suppose?" Lord Essendine had the usual contempt of the respectable Briton for titles not mentioned in Debrett or Burke. "It's French, I fancy; and for the moment it is in abeyance. Madame Cyprienne tells me " "Gracious powers, William Wilders! have you fallen into that woman's clutches?" "I must ask you, Lord Essendine, to speak more respectfully of the lady I propose to make my wife."
She could not fail to notice the admiration Madame Cyprienne generally received, especially from the men, and she doubted whether she had done wisely in taking her by the hand. A few days later she had no doubt at all. To her disgust, all the old Spanish point-lace was gone; and Madame Cyprienne had told her plainly that it was her own fault for haggling over the price.
Valetta Joe was found guilty and sentenced to imprisonment for four years, and with his conviction the reader's interest in him will probably cease. It disposed of the last of McKay's active enemies; Benito, as we have seen, had died in Balaclava hospital, and Cyprienne Vergette and her accomplice were in the grip of the French law. The enemies had disappeared; friends only remained.
Look here, Cyprienne, I am not to be put off with stale, second-hand gossip the echoes of the Clubs; vague, empty rumours that are on everybody's tongue long before they come to me. I must have fresh, brand-new intelligence, straight from the fountain-head. You must get it for me, or " The old frightened look which we have seen on Mrs.
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