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His theory, which he had proved in his whole life, was that nothing is beyond the grasp of a man who is master of himself and his emotions. But even his iron nerves felt the tension of excitement, as luncheon drew to an end, and he knew in half an hour, when most of the company were safely disposed of, he should again find his way to his lady's shrine. Ethelrida did not look at him.
"I read once, somewhere, that it has been discovered," said Lady Ethelrida gently she never laid down the law "that the reason why the wonderful Greeks came to an end was not really because their system of government was not a good one, but because the mosquitoes came and gave them malaria, and enervated them and made them feeble, and so they could not stand against the stronger peoples of the North.
Then you could see that they would have a comfortable home!" "When may I come?" This was direct, and Lady Ethelrida felt a piquant sensation of interest. She had never in her life made an assignation with a man. She thought a moment.
So, after a blissful interlude, as he saw in spite of the joy they found together, his Ethelrida was still slightly nervous of Lady Anningford's entrance, he got up to say good night, as alas! this would probably be the last chance they would have alone before he left. "And you will not make me wait too long, my darling," he implored, "will you?
And when I said, 'Yes, ideally so, and that they never want to be dragged away from Bracondale, he said, so awfully sadly, 'Oh, I dare-say; but then they have children. It is too pitiful to hear him, after only a week! What can it be? What can have happened in the time?" "It is not since, Anne," Ethelrida said, beginning to unfasten her dress. "It was always like that.
If Zara had known! But the happy secret was still locked in the lovers' breasts. "Of course it must come all right, they look so beautiful!" Ethelrida exclaimed unconsciously, waving her last wave on the steps, as the motor glided away. "Yes, it must indeed," whispered Francis, who was beside her, and she turned and looked into his face.
However, Lady Ethelrida just caught the picture of her through an oblique angle, against a background of French panelling. And with her quiet, calm judgment of people she was wondering what was the cause of that strange look in her eyes? Was it of a stag at bay? Was it temper, or resentment, or only just pain?
Which tender speech showed that the gentle Ethelrida had none of the attitude of the modern bride. And thus it was arranged. The middle-aged, but boyishly-in-love, fiancé was to tackle his future father-in-law in the morning's light; and to-night, let the household sleep in peace!
Every one was so sleepy and tired on Sunday morning, after their night at Arthur's Court, that only Lady Ethelrida and Laura Highford, who had a pose of extreme piety always ready at hand, started with the Duke and Young Billy for church.
And Ethelrida advanced, her fair hair in two long plaits, with her mother's all-round diamond crown upon her head, and clothed in some white brocade garment, arranged with a blue merino cloak, trimmed with ermine and silver. She looked perfectly regal, and as nearly beautiful as she had ever done; and to the admiring eyes of Francis Markrute, she seemed to outshine all the rest.
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