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"Oh, a lot of things," Angelica exclaimed, straightening herself energetically, and giving Diavolo's head a knock with her own to make him move it out of the way. "I've been reading, you know, and I want you to explain. I want to know how people can be so silly." "In what way?" Ideala asked. "Well, I'm thinking of Aunt Fulda," said the candid Angelica.
At the end of a week, however, the children changed their tactics. When lessons ought to have begun one morning Diavolo went to Miss Apsley, and sat himself down beside her in Angelica's place, with a smiling countenance and without a word of explanation; while Angelica presented herself to the tutor with all Diavolo's books under her arm.
This was apparently what she wanted, for she took it off the toffee, threw the latter into the grate whither Diavolo's eyes followed it regretfully and spread the paper out on her lap, whence it was seen to be covered with cabalistic-looking figures. "Here you are," she said.
He was lying at full length on the floor facing his grandfather, with the back of his head resting on the low window sill, and the old gentleman was looking at him admiringly. He was not at all sure of the import of Diavolo's last reply, but had the tact not to pursue the subject.
After this surfeit of sensuous distraction she retired to her room, the old room, as far away from Diavolo's as possible, which she had always occupied at the castle. She dismissed her maid, and sat down to think; but she was suffering from nervous irritability by this time, and could not rest. She drew up a blind and looked out of the open window.
Diavolo's soul appeared in his face and shone out of his eyes when she bit it. "Have some?" said Angelica, going over to him, and edging him half off his chair so as to make room for herself beside him. She held the bread and butter to his mouth as she spoke, and they finished it together, bite and bite about. "Now I am ready for tea," said Angelica when they had done.
Diavolo's first impulse was to go and see service abroad; but he soon abandoned that idea, although it would have afforded him the distraction he so sorely needed, and resigned his commission instead; and then took up his abode at Morne, in order to devote himself to his grandfather entirely, and it was in Diavolo's companionship that the latter found the one great pleasure and solace of his declining years.
At that same moment Evadne opened her eyes wide, and looked at us a second before she spoke, but showed no other sign of surprise. "I am afraid I have been asleep," she said, rising deliberately, and shaking hands with me across the prostrate Diavolo. "Do sit down." She sank back into her own chair as she spoke, and fanned a fly from Diavolo's face.
Hamilton-Wells began didactically, moving his long white hands in a way that always suggested lace ruffles. "They will teach you to reason." "Then they'll teach me to reason too," said Angelica, setting herself down on the arm of a chair as if she had made up her mind, and intended to let them know it. All her movements were quick, all Diavolo's deliberate.
"She keeps her looks," he observed in an undertone; "and Diavolo's catching her up." I looked at him inquiringly. "She's six or eight years older than he is, you know," he explained; "but you wouldn't think it now." I wondered what he had in his mind. "Times are changing," he proceeded.
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