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I have nothing so much at heart as your welfare and Lilian's." He pressed her hand, too much disturbed to think of the singular way in which she spoke. Then the vehicle stopped. Denzil assisted his companion to alight, and, whilst she was opening the house-door, bade the coachman go up and down till he was summoned. Then he sprang after Mrs.
The gay sound of music now floated towards them from the ball- room, the strains of a graceful, joyous, half-commanding, half- pleading waltz came rhythmically beating on the air like the measured movement of wings, and Denzil Murray, beginning to grow restless, walked to and fro, his eyes watching every figure that crossed and re-crossed the hall. But Dr.
And I have seen him looking at you so queerly sometimes, Denzil." "Have you?" I replied. "I have noticed the same thing myself. But I can't believe " "Hush! we won't talk of the past," Flora interrupted. "But the future worries me, dearest. I am afraid of war breaking out " "The cloud will likely blow over," said I; "but if trouble does come the Northwest Company will quickly get the worst of it.
"We spoil the effect of your entree crowding about you like this," said Denzil, glancing somewhat sullenly at Gervase and the other men surrounding her; "and, by the way, you have never told us what character you represent to-night; some great queen of old time, no doubt?"
He asked me to come to you. His mother is still at Bath he wishes you to meet." Suddenly the impossibleness of everything seemed to come over Amaryllis. She rose quickly and threw out her hands: "Oh! if I could only understand the meaning of things, my friend! I am afraid to think!" "You love Denzil very much yes?" "Yes " "Sit down and let us talk about it, lady of my soul. I am your mother now."
And in the white Bedouin garb he now wore he was seen at his best; a certain restless passion betrayed in eyes and lips made him look the savage part he had "dressed" for, and as he bent his head over the Princess Ziska's hand and kissed it with an odd mingling of flippancy and reverence, Denzil suddenly began to think how curiously alike they were, these two!
Denzil looked at him with a dark reproach in his eyes. "If you like," he answered shortly. "I do like!" and Gervase laid his hand on the young fellow's shoulder with a kind pressure. "You will find it a piece of curious disenchantment, as well as a proof of my want of skill. You are all welcome to come and look at it except ..." here he hesitated, "except Miss Murray.
"Then why not find Wrent?" asked Diana bluntly. "He has hidden his trail too well," began Link, "and and " "And if you did find him," finished Denzil coolly, "he might prove himself guiltless, after the fashion of Mrs. Vrain and Ferruci." "He might, sir; there is no knowing. But since you think I have done so little, Mr. Denzil, let me ask you who it is you suspect?" "Dr. Jorce of Hampstead."
Denzil had a small patrimony to lead off with, and that he dissipated before he left college; thenceforth he was dependent upon his admirer, with whom he lived, filling a nominal post of bailiff to the estates, and launching forth verse of some satiric and sentimental quality; for being inclined to vice, and occasionally, and in a quiet way, practising it, he was of course a sentimentalist and a satirist, entitled to lash the Age and complain of human nature.
I saw myself when I knew your father as Berwin, that he had lost that little finger." "Then, Lucian, you did not see my father!" "What!" cried Denzil, hardly able to credit her words. "My father never lost a finger!" cried Diana, starting to her feet. "Ah, Lucian, I now begin to see light. That man who called himself Berwin, who was murdered, was not my father.
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