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"I shall be so lonely if Fate takes me out of your life even for a short time," and Vaura's hand is tightly clasped as he assists her into the landau. "We shall be lonely also." "I hope so." "I must say our lives have been very complete at the villa," said Lady Esmondet; "our cup of content has been full."
"We must revel in the beauties of the gardens, when to-morrow comes, Vaura: I am going to be very early tonight," said Lady Esmondet. "It must have been a great disappointment to Del Castello," said Trevalyon, inwardly applying the lash, "to winter elsewhere."
"Isabel says everything at table; takes the usual routine when there is a state dinner." "I should hope so." "What! changes; but I suppose I am old-fashioned," said Lady Esmondet. "And so am I, for I should feel as ill at ease, as the family portraits, could one invest them with speech and hear their lamentations," said Trevalyon.
Many delicate desert dishes were not only tempting to the palate, but pleasing to the eye, while the wines in the cellar of the noble Don Ferdinand were well known and appreciated. "Del Castello has a snug place here, Lady Esmondet," observed Sir Dennis. "Extremely so, Sir Dennis. We are much more comfortably placed by the kindness of the Marquis than we should have been at an hotel."
And none too soon, Lady Esmondet was already in the coach and Vaura about to follow, when the tall figure of the Irishman came up hurriedly. "Surely you are not going to leave us, Miss Vernon, and so hush our heart-beats as we listen in vain for your footfall." "I am, and my heart is a trifle sad, as I say so." "And has a great gladness, or you would not make us sad by going."
"Don't you think, Vaura, dear?" said Lady Esmondet, "we had better return to the villa and decide what we shall do with the rest of the day." "Yes, I suppose so, dear; though one would fain linger here longer." As they retrace their steps, Trevalyon, decided for them, that the air being delightfully warm and balmy, a drive up and down the Corso, would be pleasant.
"You are looking charming, ma chere," said Lady Esmondet, whom Vaura met in the hall. "Thank you, dear, your eyes are partial, I fear." "No, no, not as you imply."
"At last, I shall feel settled, Kate; the dear old place will again ring with happy voices, old friends will be there," and he whispered low and tenderly, "In time, I trust, an heir will prattle at our knees, how happy would my dear mother be could she see our union consummated, my life arranged for." "This Lady Esmondet, Colonel, is she a very old friend?"
"Dear me," said Lady Esmondet an hour later, as they, in travelling gear, awaited the carnage to take them to the Southern station, "how time drags, I wish we were off." "In our eagerness, we have dressed too soon, god-mother; but still, waiting is insufferable. Poor uncle!
Trevalyon, starting to his feet, "Lady Esmondet, it must be an Irishman, an acquaintance of mine, Sir Dennis O'Gormon, who wanted very much to make the acquaintance of the ladies of the villa Iberia. I had forgotten all about my asking him for to-day." "It makes no difference, Lionel, 'tis little wonder you forgot such a small matter in the many more important you have had."
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