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Lambert escaped from the Tower and called his fellow-soldiers to arms; but he was hotly pursued, overtaken, and routed near Daventry; and on the twenty-fifth of April the new House, which bears the name of the Convention, assembled at Westminster.
In fact, there are numerous legends of this kind; and it may be remembered how Defoe, in his "Tour through Great Britain," speaks of a certain camp called Barrow Hill, adding, "they say this was a Danish camp, and everything hereabout is attributed to the Danes, because of the neighbouring Daventry, which they suppose to be built by them.
The firelight made some of her hair look quite golden, gave a sort of soft sparkle to the curve of it about her broad, pure forehead. "Guy's getting desperate," he said. "But he's afraid to put his fortune to the test. He thinks even uncertainty is better than knowledge of the worst." "Of one thing I'm certain, Dion. Beattie doesn't love Guy Daventry." "Oh well, then, it's all up."
What dreadful anxiety she must be in to-day! You'll all be glad when it's over." When the two friends were out in the sunshine, walking towards the Strand, Daventry said: "Why is your wife against Mrs. Clarke?" "She isn't. What makes you thinks so?" "I'm quite sure she doesn't want to know her, even if she gets the verdict."
That summer saw, among other events of moment, the marriage of Beatrice and Daventry, the definite establishment of Robin as a power in his world, and the beginning of one of those noiseless contests which seem peculiar to women, and which are seldom, if ever, fully comprehended in all their bearings by men.
Daventry was able to rescue the guilty pair from an apparently hopeless predicament, by calmly switching on the lights and opening the door to Sir John Langham. The situation was undoubtedly a "strong" one; but the tendency of modern technic is to hold "strength" too dearly purchased at such reckless expense of preparation.
Let us light up." He walked slowly, with his gently precise gait, to a cigar cabinet, opened it, and told the young men to help themselves. "And now for the Clarke case," he said. "Is that the name of the woman from Constantinople?" asked Dion. "Yes, Mrs. Beadon Clarke," said Daventry. "But she hates the Beadon and never uses it. Beadon Clarke's trying to divorce her, and I'm on her side.
They returned to the bungalow. A steaming bath was ready. When Smith had bathed, he found hot coffee and eggs awaiting him. He ate and drank ravenously, and in a quarter of an hour declared that he must get back to the aeroplane. "Nonsense," said Daventry. "The petrol won't be there for half-an-hour yet. You'll just lie down and rest, and have a comfortable smoke.
There was always in Beatrice's atmosphere, or nearly always, a faint suggestion of sadness which, curiously, was not disagreeable but attractive. Dion doubted whether Daventry could banish it. Perhaps no one could, and Daventry had, perhaps, that love which does not wish to alter, which says, "I love you with your little sadness keep it." Daventry was exceptionally animated at dinner.
"Anyhow, I'm sure you won't invite bores," said Dion, trying to preserve a casual air, and wishing, for the moment, that he and his friend were densely stupid instead of quite intelligent. "Pray that Beattie and I may be guided in our choice," returned Daventry, going to pick up the "Saturday Review." Rosamund said of course she would go on the twenty-eighth and help Beattie with her dinner.
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