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"If you can bear to eat your dinner without being encased in the regulation starch," he said, "I don't think I should advise risking what remains of it by any further delay." "Then I accept with pleasure," replied Errington. As he spoke, his eyes sought Diana's once again. It almost seemed as though they pleaded with her for understanding.
His dress was of reindeer skin, very fancifully cut, and ornamented with beads of different colors, and twisted about him as though in an effort to be artistic, was a long strip of bright scarlet woollen material, which showed up the extreme pallor and ill-health of the meagre countenance, and the brilliancy of the eyes that now sparkled with rage as they met those of Errington.
He'll be like that Indian in 'Vathek' who rolled himself into a ball; no one could resist kicking as long as the ball bounded before them, we, similarly, shall not be able to resist, if Dyceworthy's fat person is once left at our mercy." "That was a grand bit he told us, Errington," resumed Macfarlane.
Good night or good morning? . . . I know not which it is in this strange land where the sun shines always! It is confusing!" They shook hands and separated. Errington, however, unable to compose his mind to rest, went into his cabin merely to come out of it again and betake himself to the deck, where he decided to walk up and down till he felt sleepy.
Here's this letter," he returned it as he spoke, "which in more than one way has cost so large a price. Possibly her ladyship may now regret her ill-gotten purchase." "Pardon me," said Errington curiously, "but how did you know " "The information was pressed upon me very much," replied Lord Winsleigh evasively, "and from such a source that up to the last moment I almost refused to believe it."
Errington and his friend were for a moment speechless, partly from displeasure at the summary manner in which they had been seized and twisted round like young uprooted saplings, and partly from surprise and involuntary admiration for the personage who had treated them with such scant courtesy.
"Do you know, Miss Liddell, that my father was an old friend of your uncle's?" said Errington that evening, as he placed himself beside her on a retired sofa, while Miss Brereton was executing some gymnastics on the piano. "I have just been taking to Ormonde about him. I remember having been sent to call upon him long ago, when I was at college, I think.
He really like her in a sort of fatherly way; he looked forward with quiet pleasure to making her very happy, and did not doubt she would in his hands mature into a sufficient companion, for though Errington was not naturally a selfish man, his life and training disposed him to look on those connected with him as on the whole created for him.
At any rate, it isn't his fault if he does not. Because you see " Lorimer hesitated and turned to Errington. "You tell him, Phil! you know all about it." "The fact is," said Errington, while Gueldmar gazed from one to the other in speechless amazement, "Thelma hasn't told you because she knew how angry you'd be but Dyceworthy asked her to marry him.
And once or twice during that same evening, he felt inclined to speak to Errington on the subject, but no suitable opportunity presented itself and after a while, with his habitual indolence, he partly forgot the circumstance. On the following Sunday afternoon Thelma sat alone under the wide blossom-covered porch, reading.
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