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Now and then he ruffled his white hair impatiently with his hand, his daughter's adventure in Mr. Dyceworthy's house had vexed his proud spirit. He knew well enough that the minister's apology meant nothing that the whole village would be set talking against Thelma more, even than before, that there was no possibility of preventing scandal so long as Dyceworthy was there to start it.
I have invited them to dine with us; you will then be able to judge for yourselves whether the young lady is at all of the description Mr. Dyceworthy gives of her." Duprez and Macfarlane exchanged astonished looks. "Are ye quite sure," the latter ventured to remark cautiously, "that ye're prudent in what ye have done?
"She is," replied the woman with a sort of ferocity; "and, if I had my way, I would tell her so to her face, and see what would happen to her then!" "Tut, tut!" remarked Mr. Dyceworthy amiably. "The days of witchcraft are past. You show some little ignorance, Ulrika. You are not acquainted with the great advancement of recent learning."
"Dyceworthy!" roared the bonde, becoming inflammable at once. "He knows little of me or mine, thank the gods! and I would not by choice step within a mile of his dwelling. What makes you think of him, sir?" Lorimer laid a hand soothingly on his arm. "Now, my dear Mr. Gueldmar, don't get excited! Mac is right. I dare say Dyceworthy knows as much in his way as the ancient Lovisa.
Dyceworthy then another thought crossed her mind, and she began to retreat towards a large painted panel of "Venus" disporting among cupids and dolphins in the sea. Sir Francis sprang to her side, and caught her arm in an iron grip his face was aflame with baffled spite and vindictiveness. "Yes, I dared!" he muttered with triumphant malice. "And I dared do more than that!
"My dear Miss Gueldmar," he said earnestly, "I assure you, you have no cause to be uneasy! You must not believe a word Dyceworthy says every one with a grain of common sense can see what a liar and hypocrite he is! And as for you, you never do anything wrong, don't imagine such nonsense! I wish there were more women like you!"
All this Mr. Dyceworthy had heard with much interest, and as the sensual part of his nature was always more or less predominant, he had resolved in his own mind that here was a field of action suitable to his abilities.
The intruder on the quietude of Gueldmar's domain was the Rev. Mr. Dyceworthy, and as Thelma, standing erect in the porch, beheld him coming, her face grew stern and resolute, and her eyes flashed disdainfully. Ignoring the repellant, almost defiant dignity of the girl's attitude, Mr.
Dyceworthy advanced, rather out of breath and somewhat heated, and smiling benevolently, nodded his head by way of greeting, without removing his hat. "Ah, Froeken Thelma!" he observed condescendingly. "And how are you to-day? You look remarkably well remarkably so, indeed!" And he eyed her with mild approval. "I am well, I thank you," she returned quietly. "My father is not in, Mr. Dyceworthy."
"By Jove! what a pack of fools there must be about here, ugly fools too, if they think beauty is a sign of witchcraft. I wonder Dyceworthy isn't scared out of his skin if he positively thinks the so-called witch is setting her cap at him." "Ah, but he means to convairt her," said Macfarlane seriously. "To draw the evil oot o' her, as it were. He said he wad do't by fair means or foul."
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