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'I will beg your pardon afterwards for following Etta's advice, but I did watch, and it was not long before I came round to her opinion. 'Mr. Hamilton! 'Wait a moment before you get angry with me again. I never saw you in a passion before'; but I knew he was laughing at me. 'Etta was certainly right in one thing: I seemed always finding you together. 'That was because I often met Mr.
She was so often childish and whimsical that one never expected her to be grave and responsible like other people. She kissed me presently, and said I had done her good, and would I always believe in her in spite of Etta, for she was not the giddy little creature that Etta made her out to be; she was sure Giles would think more of her but for Etta's mischief-making. Mr.
"Kindly give me your attention, madame. Does the prince take an interest in the peasants?" "Yes." "An active interest?" "Yes." "Have you any details?" "No," answered Etta. "Then you will watch him, and procure those details." Etta's face was defiant and pale. De Chauxville never took his eyes from it.
"What d'ye take us for?" "Oh, no. We must pay it," said Susan. "Don't be foolish. Of course I'll pay." "No," said Susan quietly, ignoring Etta's wink. And from her bosom she took a crumpled five-dollar bill. "I should say you were new," laughed John. "You don't even know where to carry your money yet."
One cannot help wondering a little what the minds of such fair ladies must consist of, to be thrown off their balance by such outward influences. Etta's eyes gleamed with excitement. She was beautifully dressed in furs, which adornment she was tall and stately enough to carry to full advantage. She held her graceful head with regal hauteur, every inch a princess.
Good-night." She rose and concealed a simulated yawn. De Chauxville looked at her with his sinister smile, and Etta suddenly saw the resemblance which Paul had noted between this man and the grinning mask of the lynx in the smoking-room at Osterno. "When?" repeated he. Etta shrugged her shoulders. "I wish to speak to you about the Charity League," said De Chauxville. Etta's eyes dilated.
Paul stopped in the drawing-room, looking round with a simple satisfaction in all that had been done by his orders for Etta's comfort. "These," he said, "are your rooms." He was no adept at turning a neat phrase at reeling off a pretty honeymoon welcome. Perhaps he expected her to express delight, to come to him, possibly, and kiss him, as some women would have done. She looked round critically.
"As safe as ever it has been." Etta paused. She turned round and looked into the fire. He could not see her face. "Then the Ch Charity League is forgotten?" she said. "No," answered her husband quietly. "It will not be forgotten until we have found out who sold us to the Government." Etta's lips moved in a singular way. She drew them in and held them with her teeth.
I mean what is her capacity in the household? as Miss Hamilton looked rather surprised at my question. 'She used to be Aunt Margaret's attendant, and now she is Etta's maid, at least, we call her so, but she makes herself useful in many ways. She is rather a superior person, and well educated, but I like Chatty to wait on me best; she is such a simple, honest little soul.
"I like him." "Then you wouldn't have to do much pretending," urged Etta. "And what does a little pretending amount to?" "That's what I say to myself," replied Susan thoughtfully. "It isn't nearly as bad as as what we started out to do." Susan laughed at Etta's little hypocrisy for her respectability's comfort. "As what we did and are doing," corrected she.
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