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The whole country will be in arms, and before forty-eight hours are over you will be hunted down like a mad dog." Darvil was silent, as if in thought; and after a pause, replied: "Well, you are a 'cute one after all. What have you got about you? you know you drove a hard bargain the other day now it's my market fustian has riz kersey has fell."
What sort of looking person was this Alice Darvil, pretty, of course?" "I never saw her; and none but the persons employed in the premises knew her by sight; they described her as remarkably lovely." "Fair and slight, with blue eyes, I suppose? those are the orthodox requisites of a heroine." "Upon my word I forget; indeed I should never have remembered as much as I do, if the celebrity of Mr.
Was it possible that the daughter of Luke Darvil, thrown upon the wide world, could have risen so far beyond her circumstances and station? At length the moment came when he might resolve his doubts the discourse was concluded the extemporaneous prayer was at an end the congregation broke up, and Maltravers pushed his way, as well as he could, through the dense and serried crowd.
Whether or not the brutal violence of her father had in childhood acted through the nerves upon the brain, certain it is that until she knew Maltravers until she loved till she was cherished her mind had seemed torpid and locked up. True, Darvil had taught her nothing, nor permitted her to be taught anything; but that mere ignorance would have been no preservation to a quick, observant mind.
FROM accompanying Maltravers along the noiseless progress of mental education, we are now called awhile to cast our glances back at the ruder and harsher ordeal which Alice Darvil was ordained to pass.
He stood arrested and spell-bound, his hand on his bridle, his foot on his stirrup. A moment more and Darvil had clashed his antagonist on the ground; he stood at a little distance, his face reddened by the glare of the lanthorn and fronting his assailants that fiercest of all beasts, a desperate man at bay!
Darvil stooped and listened till, raising himself again, with a deep-drawn breath, he said, "I think there are rats in the haystack; they will be running over me in my sleep; but they are playful creturs, and I like 'em. And now, my /dear/ sir, I am afraid I must put an end to you!" "Good Heavens, what do you mean? How?"
He need no longer fear that Alice would be degraded in the eyes of Evelyn. Henceforth the secret that identified the erring Alice Darvil with the spotless Lady Vargrave was safe, known only to Mrs. Leslie and to Aubrey.
The banker lowered his spectacles, and gazed at her without their aid; his eyes were still fine and expressive. "What is your name?" he asked. "Alice Alice Darvil, sir." "Well, Alice, we have been considering what is best for you. You wish to earn your own livelihood, and perhaps marry some honest man hereafter." "Marry, sir never!" said Alice, with great earnestness, her eyes filling with tears.
"But," resumed Darvil, helping himself to another slice of beef, "you are in the wrong box planted in Queer Street, as we say in London; for if you care a d n about my daughter's respectability, you will never muzzle her father on suspicion of theft and so there's tit for tat, my old gentleman!" "I shall deny that you are her father, Mr.
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