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It then seemed very doubtful whether Cecily would live to mature years; she had been motherless from infancy, and the difficulty with those who brought her up was to repress an activity of mind which seemed to be one cause of her bodily feebleness. In those days there was a strong affection between her and Miriam Elgar, and it showed no sign of diminution in either when, on Mrs.
"No; I am far too eager to see my name in fashionable lists. Has not all my life pointed to that noble ambition?" She regarded him with a smile from her distance, a smile that trembled a little about her lips, and in which her clear eyes had small part. Elgar, without replying, began to turn down the lamp. "This is what has made you so absent and uneasy for the last week or two?" Cecily added.
That Order, whose roll contains, among other distinguished names, those of Sir Lawrence Alma Tadema and Sir Edward Elgar, is remarkable chiefly for the fact that, as its title indicates, it is bestowed because its recipient deserves it, and for no other reason. Miss Nightingale's representatives accepted the honour, and her name, after a lapse of many years, once more appeared in the Press.
"Since when has she been away?" Her manner of questioning seemed to Elgar to prove that her own surprise was as great as his. "I only went there last night," he said, "about eleven o'clock. She had been in the house since her arrival the day before yesterday; but in the afternoon she went out and didn't return. She left no word, and there's nothing from her this morning.
You have no taste for roundabout phrases, so I will say at once in plain words that Cecily and Mr. Elgar have somehow contrived to fall in love with each other or to imagine that they have done so, which, as regards results, unfortunately amounts to the same thing.
He held out his band cordially, and Mallard could not refuse it, though he would rather have thrust his fingers among red coals than feel that hot pressure. "I believe I can be grateful," pursued Elgar, in a voice that quivered with transport. "I will do my best to prove it." "Let us speak of things more to the point. What result do you foresee of this meeting to-morrow!" The other hesitated.
"Of course, she has gone to Mrs. Lessingham." "I think not," replied Miriam, turning away. "Why?" But Miriam would give no definite answer. Neither did she hint at the special grounds of her suspicion. Presently she left the room as she had entered, dispirited and indisposed for talk. Elgar walked on to the studios.
The next morning, when surprised by the appearance of Elgar himself, he was on the point of again going to the Spences'. The interview over, he met forth, and found Eleanor alone. She had just learnt from Miriam what news Reuben had brought, and on Mallard's entrance she at once repeated this to him. "I knew it," replied the artist. "The fellow has been with me." "He ventured to come?
"I don't see the need of going to Naples. Write a letter. Here's paper; here's pen and ink." Elgar was again mute. His companion, in an access of intolerable suffering, cried out vehemently: "Can't you see into yourself far enough to know that you are paltering with necessity?
Elgar if you are willing to do so." "Quite." "But I must ask you to let him know exactly why I have not granted his request. You will tell him, if you please, just what has passed between us. If that does not seem consistent with your duty, or dignity, then I had rather you wrote." "Neither my duty nor my dignity is likely to suffer, Cecily," replied her aunt, with an ironical smile. "Mr.
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