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Please do not let us talk of it; please I can't bear any more." And Ethelrida, watching her face anxiously, saw that it wore a hopeless, hunted look, as though some agonizing trouble and anxiety brooded over her.
So the whole dreaded moment passed off with rejoicing, and presently Lady Anningford and the fond father made their exit, and left the lovers alone. "Oh, Francis, isn't the world lovely!" murmured Ethelrida from the shelter of his arms.
Tristram crossed over to the Duke and rapidly began a political discussion, but while his uncle appeared to notice nothing unusual, and entered into it with interest, his kind, old heart was wrung with the pain he saw his favorite nephew was suffering. "Mr. Markrute, I am troubled," Lady Ethelrida said, as she walked with the host to look at an exquisite Vigée le Brun across the room.
"And so you understand!" "Yes, yes!" said Ethelrida. "Oh, please go on" and she leaned back against her pillow, but she did not seek to draw away her hand. "There came a great grief, then, in the life of the boy who was now a grown man.
"It is too beautiful," said Lady Ethelrida, looking down. "And over there by your writing table" he had carefully ascertained this locality from Heinrich "you will find the books that are my birthday gift, if you will give me the delight of accepting them."
"Ethelrida had asked her in the season, when every one supposed the affair was still on, and I expect she would not let them put her off " And then both men looked up at the door, for Tristram peeped in. "We shall be arriving in five minutes, you fellows," he said. And soon they drew up at the little Tylling Green station, and the saloon was switched off, while the express flew on to King's Lynn.
"Absolutely in a nutshell, dear lady," Francis Markrute said, and for a minute he looked into her eyes with such respectful, intense admiration that Lady Ethelrida looked away. In the white drawing-room, afterwards, Lady Highford was particularly gushing to the new bride. She came with a group of other women to surround her, and was so playful and charming to all her friends!
He himself had not heard anything. Then his lightning calculations decided him to tell Lady Ethelrida nothing of this. Zara's anxiety would mean the child's illness, and illness, Doctor Morley had warned him, could have only one end. He wished the poor little fellow no harm, but, on the other hand, he had no sentiment about him.
Lady Anningford joined Lady Ethelrida that night in her room, after they had seen Zara to hers, and they began at once upon the topic which was thrilling them all. "There is something the matter, Ethelrida, darling," Lady Anningford said.
I would die for him now, if I could, but it is too late; we can only play the game!" "Zara, do not say this!" said Ethelrida, much distressed. "What can it be that should come between such beautiful people as you? And Tristram adores you, Zara dear." "He did love me once," Zara answered sadly, "but not now. He would like never to have to see me again.
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