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"While scarlet is our colour," cried Everly, gallantly, as Mrs. Forester and others joined the group, while the huntress exclaimed "Speak, Major; say you deny the wooing and the wooer. Black isn't our colour, so for fun we'll pelt the robed one."
"So, so!" exclaimed Bertram, "the lady means it." "And who might the favoured participator in her bet be, Everly?" enquired Trevalyon carelessly. "With Major Delrose, late of the th Middlesex Lancers."
Charles Reade was right; you are 'born to hunt something; it certainly is not the old, which is past, but the new; yes, say what you will, an innate love of variety even to our gown," she added, merrily, "is an inherent part of your nature." "Vaura, come, or you will be left on the dock in the enforced guardianship of Sir Tilton Everly," said Lady Esmondet.
Here footsteps were heard, both on the gravel walk outside the small conservatory and in the corridor by which they had entered the boudoir. De Vesey, on seeing the situation, and not caring to be de trop, was for retreating, but Everly was in no mood for this, now that his dance and his only one for the night was on the tapis.
"And now that we are comfortably placed," said Blanche, excusing herself to fly to the window giving a view of Rose Cottage. "Now," she said cheerfully, "we shall each propose a toast; mine being, success to the plans and plots of this evening." "Amen," said Trevalyon, thinking of Vaura and himself. "Excepting one," said Vaura earnestly. "Excepting one!" echoed Everly.
Haughton had given him permission to press his suit with Miss Tompkins, Madame always considering Everly her own property. "Allow me one moment," said Delrose following Kate in her exit. "I find I must bid you and the Colonel adieu; I go to London by the midnight, from whence I think, across the water." In spite of herself the colour came and went in Kate's cheeks.
"I should have all these ladies as cross as bears, Sir Peter non est and you away; no, the Colonel is gallant enough to leave you to us; he will have so much of some one a week from yesterday." "No help for it, I suppose," said the victim, ruefully eyeing Everly seated comfortably between the strawberries, the stranger having vacated his seat for another coach.
"Why, that's in the direction of Mrs. Haughton's boudoir, you very naughty girl," laughed Stuart. "I wonder if I would, though; I must find some one to sympathise with." "Bunthorn again," laughed Mrs. Wingfield; "you had better apply for the vacant footstool." "Never get a softer seat, Stuart," said small Everly, looking as important as the lords of the Berlin treaty.
Trevalyon had sank on to a step; Vaura drew his head to her knee while Blanche held her vinaigrette to his nose; in a minute or two his breathing came naturally and he said: "Too bad to have frightened you, darling, and you too Lady Everly, but really, it was scarcely my fault," with a half smile, "you must blame the stairs, they seemed all at once to become too cramped and stifling. Ah!
"Woe be to that incarnation of selfishness in yonder boudoir," exclaimed Everly; "if he be the means of my losing this dance with the fair Queen of the Revels," looking admiringly at Vaura's full and rounded neck, throat and arms. "You won't call it petty larceny, Everly, when you pour maledictions on his head.
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