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Now that their two fates seemed settled, Miss Delburg got out of the chair and stood up in a dignified way; her soft cheeks were the color of a glowing pink rose, and her violet eyes shone with fun and excitement, her little, irregular features and perfect teeth seemed to add to the infantine aspect of the picture she made in her unfashionable pink cotton frock.
Arranstoun's sitting-room and the June afternoon, and we shall hear Miss Delburg saying, in her childish voice of joy: "Nothing could be better I always did like doing mad things. It will be the greatest fun! Think of their faces when I prance in and say I am married! Then I will snap my fingers at them and go off and see the world."
"If Lord Fordyce sees this he must realize that, although he knows me as Sabine Howard, I was probably Sabine Delburg." "I should think you had better inform his lordship yourself at once. There is no disgrace in the matter. Arranstoun is a very splendid name," Mr. Parsons ventured to remind her. But Sabine shut her firm mouth. Not until it became absolutely necessary would she do this thing.
The girl clasped her hands round her knees. "And I should never have to see you again?" in a glad voice of comprehension. Michael leaned forward nearer to her. "Well no never, unless you wished." Miss Delburg actually kicked her feet with delight. "It is a perfectly splendid suggestion," she announced. "We could just oblige one another in this way, and need never see or speak to each other again.
She had really studied in these years of her residence there, and each month put something worth having into the storehouse of her intelligent mind. She was as immeasurably removed from the Sabine Delburg of convent days as light from darkness, and her companion had often been Monsieur le Curé, an enchanting Jesuit priest, who had the care of the souls of Héronac village.
So he said, after a moment: "I will go up to London to-morrow, and if it is as you say that you are free to marry whom and when you will, I will try to get this old lawyer's consent and a special license But how about your Uncle? Has he not any legal right over you?" Miss Delburg laughed contentedly. "Not in the least only that I have to live with him until I am married. Mr.
But this aspect did not so much concern Miss Delburg, as that she had let slip a particular pleasure for the moment, that of being allowed a teapot in her own hand, instead of being given a huge bowl of milk with a drop of weak coffee mixed in it, and watching a like fate fall upon her companions.
"Well, I could get a special license, if you could tell me exactly how you stand, and your whole name and your parents' names, and everything, and we could get their consent but I conclude your father, at least, is no longer alive." Miss Delburg had a very grown-up air now. "No, my parents are both dead," she told him. "Papa three years ago, and Mamma for ages, and I never saw them much anyhow.
"He is a nice dog," his master admitted; his voice was actually nervous and he pulled Binko to him by his solid, fleshy paws, while he sat down in his chair again. Miss Delburg had got back into her seat, where she munched a cake and continued her tea. The chair was so deep and long that her little bits of feet did not nearly reach the ground, but dangled there.
Michael knelt upon a low old prie dieu which was near, and looked into her face while he asked, whimsically: "I do wonder where you will begin." Miss Delburg now sat upon the edge of the table; this was a grave question and must be answered at leisure, though without indecision. "Oh, I know," she announced. "There was my great friend, Moravia Cloudwater, at the Convent.
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