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Updated: May 29, 2025
Come and have an easy-chair by the fire and tell me how every one's been behaving." Dartrey, with his arm around her waist, turned to Tallente. "An entirely unrehearsed exhibition, I can assure you, Tallente," he declared. Nora pouted and passed her other arm through Tallente's. "That's just like Stephen," she complained, "advertising his domestic bliss.
She glanced in soul at Dartrey Fenellan for help; she had her wild thoughts. Having once called him Dartrey, the virginal barrier to thoughts was broken; and but for love of her father, for love and pity of her mother, she would have ventured the step to make the man who had her whole being in charge accept or reject her. Nothing else appeared in prospect.
One was the card of Dartrey Fenellan, naming an early time next day for his visit; and the other was the appearance of the Rev. Stuart Rem, a welcome guest. He had come to meet his Bishop. He had come also with serious information for the ladies, regarding the Rev. Abram Posterley.
She beheld him, when he was in the street, turn for the district where Major Worrell had his lodgeings. That set her mind moving, and her tears fell no longer. Major Worrell was not at home. Dartrey was informed that he might be at his Club. At the Club he heard of the major as having gone to London and being expected down in the afternoon.
People have forgotten already the danger which we so narrowly escaped forgotten before the grass has grown on the graves of our saviours." "Still, you wouldn't have Mr. Tallente give in without a struggle?" Jane asked. "I hope that Tallente will fight," Dartrey replied, "but I must warn you, Lady Jane, that I am the guardian of a cause, and for that reason I am an opportunist.
Jane motioned to him to come and sit by her side on the couch. "I love your friends," she said. "I think Mrs. Dartrey is perfectly sweet and Dartrey is just as wonderful as I had pictured him. They are so strangely unusual," she went on.
'Would anything down there be news to you, Dartrey? 'He makes it wherever he steps. 'He would reproach me for not detaining you. Tell Nesta I have to lie down after talking. She has a child's confidence in you. A man of middle age! he said to himself. It is the particular ejaculation which tames the senior whose heart is for a dash of holiday.
'I've no positive information; we shall hear when he: comes back, Victor replied hurriedly. 'He got a drenching of all the damns in the British service from his. Generalissimo one day at a Review, for a trooper's negligence-button or stock missing, or something; and off goes Dartrey to his hut, and breaks his sword, and sends in his resignation. Good soldier lost.
Whilst Tallente, rejuvenated, and with a wonderful sense of well-being at the back of his mind, was on his feet in the House of Commons on the following afternoon, leading an unexpected attack against the unfortunate Government, Dartrey sat at tea in Nora's study. Nora, who had had a very busy day, was leaning back in her chair, well content though a little fatigued.
"There's Dartrey sitting on the terrace," he pointed out. "Dartrey and Nora Miall. You've heard of her, I expect?" "I know her by repute, of course," Tallente admitted. "She is a very brilliant young woman. It will give me great pleasure to meet her." Tallente took tea that afternoon with his three guests upon the terrace.
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