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At that a sigh of content escaped her, as if she were saying to herself: 'If he wants me he will not let me go. Strange little tribute to her faith in love and her own youth! They had come somehow to Pall Mall by now. And scared to find himself so deep in the hunting-ground of the Dromores, Lennan turned hastily towards St. James's Park, that they might cross it in the dark, round to Piccadilly.
When she had ridden away, looking back until she turned the corner, he tried to lure the two dogs once more to their pose. But they would sit no more, going continually to the door, listening and sniffing; and everything felt disturbed and out of gear. That same afternoon at Sylvia's suggestion he went with her to call on the Dromores.
And if you want to ride with her to get the hang of it, I can always mount you." When he had gone, Lennan remained staring at his unfinished sheep-dogs in the gathering dusk. Again that sense of irritation at contact with something strange, hostile, uncomprehending! Why let these Dromores into his life like this? He shut the studio, and went back to the drawing-room.
Saw something of yours once. Ever do things of horses?" Yes; he had done a 'relief' of ponies only last year. "You do women, too, I s'pose?" "Not often." The eyes goggled slightly. Quaint, that unholy interest! Just like boys, the Johnny Dromores would never grow up, no matter how life treated them.
When she went up to bed, he was very near to stealing out, driving up to the Dromores' door, and inquiring of the confidential man; but the thought of the confounded fellow's eyes was too much for him, and he held out. He took up Sylvia's book, De Maupassant's 'Fort comme la mort' open at the page where the poor woman finds that her lover has passed away from her to her own daughter.
They went well together, those two Dromores his dark head and her fair head; his clear, brown, daring eyes, and her grey, languorous, mesmeric eyes. Ah! Master Oliver was happy now, with her so close to him! It was not jealousy that Lennan felt. Not quite one did not feel jealous of the young; something very deep pride, sense of proportion, who knew what prevented that.
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