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Updated: July 8, 2025
"Do not reproach me now," exclaims Dora; "later on you shall say to me all that you wish, but now moments are precious." "You are right. Something must be done. Shall I shall I speak to Mr. Villiers?" "I hardly know what to advise" distractedly. "If we give our suspicions publicity, Arthur Dynecourt may even yet find time and opportunity to baffle and disappoint us. Besides which, we may be wrong.
Dynecourt," continues the old lady in an indignant tone, "that I think you might find a more suitable time in which to play off your jokes, or to practice target-shooting, than in the middle of the night, when every respectable household ought to be wrapped in slumber." "I assure you," begins Arthur Dynecourt, who is strangely pale and discomposed, "it was all an accident an " "Accident!
They hesitate, and, even as they do so, they can see Arthur Dynecourt seize Florence Delmaine's hand, and, apparently unrebuked, kiss it passionately. "Then I shall hope still," he says in a low but impressive voice, at which the two who have just entered turn and beat a precipitate retreat, fearing that they may be seen. One is Sir Adrian, the other Mrs. Talbot.
But unhappily she set her affection upon Sir Adrian Dynecourt, with his grand old castle and his princely rent-roll a "crumb" the magnitude and worth of which she was not slow to appreciate. At first she had not deemed it possible that Florence would seriously regard a mere baronet as a suitor, when her unbounded wealth would almost entitle her to a duke.
I only wanted it, because well, because" with the simper that drives Florence nearly mad "he wrote it." "I shall tell my maid to look for it, and, if she finds it, you shall have it this evening," responds Florence, with a slight contraction of her brows that passes unnoticed. To Florence's mortification, Arthur Dynecourt takes her in to dinner.
"You triumph now, because, as yet, I have no evidence to support my belief, but" she hesitates. "Ah, brazen it out to the last!" says Dynecourt insolently. "Defy me while you can. To-day I shall set the blood-hounds of the law upon your track, so beware beware!" "You refuse to tell me anything?" exclaims Dora, ignoring his words, and treating them as though they are unheard.
"I must beg, sir," she retorts, with excessive hauteur, removing her hand from his arm, as though his pressure had burned her "I must beg, you will not trouble yourself to study my countenance. Your doing so is most offensive to me." "To see you in trouble, and not long to help or comfort you is impossible to me," goes on Dynecourt, unmoved by her scorn.
I am afraid you won't be able to open it, as it is rusty with age and disuse. The servants would as soon think of coming up here as they would of making an appointment with the Evil One; so it has not been opened for years." "Perhaps I can manage it," says Arthur Dynecourt, trying with all his might to force the ancient lock to yield to him.
Talbot accepted the invitation given by Sir Adrian, and at the close of the season she and Florence Delmaine find themselves the first of a batch of guests come to spend a month or two at the old castle at Dynecourt. Mrs.
Sir Adrian, from the hour in which his dearest hopes were realized, recovers rapidly both his health and spirits; and soon a double wedding takes place, that makes pretty Ethel Villiers Ethel Ringwood and beautiful Florence Lady Dynecourt.
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