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And now, before parting, Faircloth brought them to his ship. To this private kingdom of his and all it implied and denied too of social privilege, social distinction. Implied, further, of administrative and personal power all it set forth of the somewhat rugged facts of his profession and daily environment.
His wishes upon this matter should he care to confide them to me and those of my niece, will dictate my conduct to towards my nephew, Captain Faircloth. Believe me, in all sincerity, I thank you. I am very much indebted to you for the information you have communicated to me. It simplifies my position. And now," she gave him her hand, "will you pardon my asking you to leave me?"
With that the girl's thoughts flew, in longing and solicitude, to Faircloth, whose business so perpetually brought him into contact with Nature thus naked and untamed. By now, and over as sinister a sea since westward the dawn would barely yet have broke the Forest Queen must be steaming along the Andalusian coast, making for Gibraltar and the Straits upon her homeward voyage.
I was for making Sclanders, his father, bring him over and give him the thrashing of his life, right there before the proofs of his sins." "But you didn't," Damaris cried. "You didn't. What do my shoes and stockings matter? I oughtn't to have left them on the shore. It was putting temptation in his way." Faircloth looked at her smiling. "No I didn't, and for two reasons.
A vehicle of some description turned out of the main road and headed down the lane. Laocoön-like, flanked on either hand by a writhing youthful figure, Reginald Sawyer called aloud: "Hi! Stop, there pray, stop." Darcy Faircloth lighted down out of a ramshackle Marychurch station fly, and advanced towards the rather incomprehensible group. "What's happened? What's the matter?" he said.
Throughout each night she thankfully knew that either Carteret, McCabe or Faircloth watched by it.
And, along with it, the thought of two eminently diverse persons, namely Lesbia Faircloth and the dear, the more than ever dear, man with the blue eyes. That, in his agony, her father should have desired the visit of the former, once his mistress, had been very bitter to bear, provoking in Damaris a profound though silent jealousy. This had even come in some degree between her and Faircloth.
Did not, of course, retire, but went into the drawing-room with a gentle rush, a dart between the stumpy pillars. "I hoped that I should find you both," she said. "Yes," to Damaris' solemn and enquiring eyes "I happened to meet our good, kind Canon and have a little conversation with him. I hope" to Faircloth "you and I may come to know one another better, know one another as friends.
"The seven devils of desire of which you knew nothing, bless you" "I'm not sure that I do know nothing," Damaris put in quietly. She looked him over from head to heel, and the wonder of her great eyes deepened. "It isn't wrong?" she said, brokenly, hoarsely. "I don't think it can be wrong?" Then, "You will be good to my brother, to Darcy Faircloth, and let me see him quite, quite often!"
Damaris' thoughts began to wander, making flitting excursions right and left. For half-way through the litany some belated worshipper arrived, causing movement in the men's free seats. This oddly disturbed her. Her mind flew again to Faircloth, and the strange impression of her own soul's return declaring this and no other to be his actual neighbourhood. And if it indeed were so?
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