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When she had gone it was as if a curtain were raised upon John Derringham's understanding. Countless circumstances came back to him when his fiancée's apparent learning had aroused his admiration, and with a twinge he remembered Cheiron's maliciously amused eyes which had met his during her visit to the orchard house, when she had become a little at sea in some of her conversation.
She wrote the most exquisite and womanly letter to thank her many friends for their kind congratulations and lamented, now that the truth being known would not matter, that John had had a slight relapse, and was not quite so well. But, of course, she was taking every care of him, and so he soon would be his old exuberant self! Thus the period of John Derringham's purgatory began.
So they entered Daniellis in subdued triumph, and said good night before Arabella, with prim decorum, and then Cecilia mounted to make herself look beautiful for the flinging of his congé in John Derringham's face. When Halcyone left the Fortezza she was conscious of no feeling of depression or grief. Rather a gladness and security filled her heart.
Carlyon's guest returned to his roof cross-country trains were so tiresome and it had just begun to pour with rain, so there was no use expecting that Halcyone would be there by the tree. And bed, with a rather feverish sensation of disappointment, seemed John Derringham's portion. Halcyone had passed a day of happy tranquillity.
They had walked over from the cottage and Halcyone, observing from the window, was conscious that against her will she was admiring John Derringham's arrogant, commanding walk. "He could very well be as Theseus was after he grew proud," she said to herself. And soon they were announced. Mr.
Well, fancy, I came across her in London at the end of June in Kensington Gardens, sitting with the long-haired old Professor. I was surprised; somehow one could not picture her out of her own park." She watched John Derringham's face carefully, and saw that this information moved him. "Did you?" he said, with an intense tone in his deep voice. "What was she doing there, I wonder?"
No, it could not bring any pleasure into the life of this slender, lithe English lady with the wonderful Greek name, to be made acquainted with Cecilia Cricklander, who would tear her to pieces without compunction the moment she understood in what direction John Derringham's eyes would probably be cast. He saw Cora's hesitation and understood, and was grateful. "I believe this girl is trumps.
I can see she is very much upset at Mr. Derringham's attitude. The impression that the Conservative Goverment cannot last has had also a great effect upon her, and she has set me to find out exactly the position and amount of prestige the wife of a rising member of the Opposition would have. This morning she sent for me, when she was dressing, to know if it were true, as Mr.
Nothing could be more fascinating than Mrs. Cricklander's manner to him a mixture of deference and friendly familiarity, as though he would appreciate the fact of a tacit understanding between them that she too had a right in John Derringham's friends. She had been so reassured by finding that Mr.
Cricklander had been entertaining a Saturday to Monday party, and that Mr. John Derringham's recovery was now well advanced, even his broken ankle was mending rapidly and he hoped soon to be well.
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