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But one of the best rooms in the house, is the former Lady Errington's boudoir it is full of old-fashioned dirty furniture, and Bruce-Errington won't have it touched, he will insist on keeping it as his mother left it. Now that is ridiculous perfectly morbid!
I am always at home on Tuesday afternoons; and Miss Payne, when I have seen the grandmother of the girl we have been speaking about, I will let you know, and you will kindly take into consideration the points I mentioned. Good-night." And she swept away, leaning on Errington's arm. "Now that we are by ourselves," said Mrs.
The ejaculation that broke from Errington's lips as he finished reading this letter was more powerful than reverent. Stinging tears darted to his eyes he pressed his lips passionately on the fair writing. "My darling my darling!" he murmured. "What a miserable misunderstanding!" Then without another moment's delay he rushed into Neville's study and cried abruptly "Look here! It's all your fault."
Errington's voice broke harshly through the silence of the little anteroom where Diana waited alone. It had a curious, cracked sound, and his breath laboured like that of a man who has run himself out. For a moment she kept her face hidden, trying to steady herself, but at last she turned towards him, and in her eyes was a soft shining a strange, sweet fire. "Max!"
"Surely Phil will not follow him there!" He watched with strained eyes, and a smothered cry escaped him as Errington's tall figure, erect and bold, appeared on that narrow and dangerous platform! He never knew how he clambered up the rest of the slippery ascent. A double energy seemed given to his active limbs.
"There's no doubt about that, Phil." And eyeing Errington's fine figure and noble features musingly, he repeated again thoughtfully "No doubt about that, my boy!" Then after a pause he said, somewhat abruptly, "Time to turn in good night!" "Good night, old fellow!" And Errington wrung his hand warmly, and left him to repose.
I am at Thorne's Hotel, Dover Street, and almost always at home about five. But I leave town next week." Here the hostess sailed up, and touching Errington's arm, said "Sir Arthur Haynes, the great authority on international law, you know, wants to be introduced to you, Mr. Errington." Mrs. Ormonde took the opportunity of saying good-night, and Katherine took farewell of Errington with a bow.
Adrienne laughed. "Yes, I expect every one thought we were quite mad to run away like that so soon after our arrival! It was a sudden idea of Mr. Errington's. He declared he was not satisfied about something in the staging of 'The Grey Gown, and of course we must needs all rush up to town to see about it.
Then a broad smile broke like sunshine over his embrowned countenance, as he continued, "Now, gentlemen, I do remember well; it is said that at Bosekop yonder, are to be found some of the homeliest wenches in all Norway." Errington's face fell at this reply. Lorimer turned away to hide the mischievous smile that came on his lips at his friend's discomfiture.
And after long hours of bewilderment and anguish, Errington's child, a boy, was born dead. With a regretful heart, Ulrika laid out the tiny corpse, the withered blossom of a promised new delight, a miniature form so fair and perfect that it seemed sheer cruelty on the part of nature to deny it breath and motion.
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