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Going's quicker than a letter, and I'll leave word down-stairs where I'm gone, so she'll know when she comes in, and I'll fix her coffee so she can get it." Hurrying into her own room, she began changing her dress, putting on her shoes, taking her night cloak and big, flare bonnet from the hook behind the door, talking to herself as she moved.
Such talk as Audrey herself had always led at dinner parties: of men and affairs, of big issues, of the war. He felt suddenly that he must talk about the war to some one. Natalie was still sleeping when he went down-stairs. It had been raining, but a cold wind was covering the pavement with a glaze of ice. Here and there men in top hats, like himself, were making their way to Christmas calls.
'Oh! she exclaimed, 'you can't think how beautiful you are! 'Isn't she? said a proud, playful voice. 'Thank you; but seeing Emma disconcerted, Arthur hastened down-stairs. 'Oh, I didn't know he was there! 'Never mind! said Violet, among her blushes. 'I'm glad he was. He liked it. 'I could not help it, said Emma. 'You are so like a story! I can hardly believe you are real!
I swear, I'll come to Moscow. And now let us part. My dear, dearest darling, let us part!" She pressed his hand and began to go quickly down-stairs, all the while looking back at him, and in her eyes plainly showed that she was most unhappy. Gomov stood for a while, listened, then, when all was quiet he found his coat and left the theatre. And Anna Sergueyevna began to come to him in Moscow.
When, some hours later, Evadne went down-stairs to luncheon, she felt strangely happy. Marion had said Louis must confess there was something in Christianity when he looked at her. That was what she longed to do to prove to him the reality of the religion of Jesus. And that afternoon she was going to give such a pleasure to Gretchen and little Hans.
They carried it down-stairs with exaggerated caution, but Genevieve Maud saw it from afar, and, deeply moved by their thoughtfulness, approached with gurgles of selfish appreciation. The conspirators exchanged glances of despair. It was the intrepid spirit of Helen Adeline that coped with the distressing situation.
In these little torments young people have to pass through they gain a rapid maturity. Let a girl talk with her own heart an hour, and she is almost a woman. Rose came down-stairs dressed for riding. Laxley was doing her the service of smoking one of her rose-trees. Evan stood disengaged, prepared for her summons.
When he came down-stairs, the thought of what he had been writing was still so vivid in him that he did not notice at once the silence of those with whom he was dining. He complimented Mrs. Bentley on the freshness of the turbot; she hardly answered; and then he became aware that something had gone wrong. What? Only one thing was possible. Emily had heard that Mrs. Bentley had been in his study.
"You seem to be very busy to-night Mrs Davis" he observed, inquiringly; "can I assist you?" "Oh, Mr Sharp!" exclaimed Mrs Davis, covering her face with her hands. She could say no more. Mr Sharp took her gently by the arm and led her down-stairs. They reached the room below just in time to see Blunt enter, holding the ejected bales with both arms to his bosom.
She opened a chest of drawers and drew out an old leather belt filled with ammunition, and bearing two holsters containing a pair of revolvers. These had been a present from Seth in the old days. She loaded both weapons, and then secured them about her waist. Then she closed the drawer, and crept noiselessly down-stairs again. She made her way out into the moonlight.
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