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He sent his servant to beg the favour of Dieppe's company. At the moment which, to be precise, was four o'clock in the afternoon no invitation could have been more unwelcome to Captain Dieppe.
The lady's conduct indicated that she proposed to assent to both these requests; she smiled still and she did not withdraw her hand from Dieppe's eager grasp. "My honour is pledged," he went on, "but suffer me once to kiss this hand now that it wears no ring, to dream that it need wear none, that you are free. Ah, Countess, ah, Emilia for once let me call you Emilia!" "For once, if you like.
She found Dieppe's matches, relighted the candle, and sat down in the doorway with her back to the straw. Thus each had kept a silent vigil until the Captain returned to the rendezvous. Guillaume felt that he had turned a rather unpromising situation to very good account. He was greatly and naturally angered with Paul de Roustache: the loss of his portfolio was grievous.
The Captain watched her till she disappeared round the corner of the barricade, and then with another deep sigh betook himself to his own quarters. The cat did not mew in the passage that night. None the less Captain Dieppe's slumbers were broken and disturbed.
But you won't take me for a beggar?" "I regret what you have said only because you said it before I had begged a favour of you a favour I had resolved to venture on asking. But come, though I don't think you a beggar, you shall be sure that I am one." He rose and laid his hand on Dieppe's shoulder. "Stay with me for to-night at least and for as much longer as you will. Nobody will trouble you.
Monsters they are, all of them, to the eye, though I believe that many of them have excellent moral qualities in private life; but just as in an American town one goes sooner or later goes against one's finer judgment, but somehow goes into the dime-museum, so year by year, in Dieppe's race-week, there would be always one evening when I drifted into the baccarat-room.
"Ha, ha it 's not so easy to put salt on old Dieppe's tail!" With a sigh of satisfaction he turned round, as though to go back to the house. But his eye was caught by a light in the window next to his own; and the window was open.
The Count's attention was engrossed by Lucia. Emilia gave a slight but emphatic nod. A slow smile dawned on Captain Dieppe's face. "Indeed," ended Lucia, "I 'm not at all sure that I don't owe my life to Captain Dieppe." And she bestowed on the Captain a very kindly glance. The Count turned to speak to his wife. Lucia nodded sharply at the Captain. "You were er returning from Rome?" he asked.
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