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'Cheerful, very. What is Mary doing at Faversham? 'Some one she has been corresponding with for some time begged her to go down and give an address to a number of ladies on a certain subject. 'Ah! Mary is on the way to become a celebrity. 'Quite against her will, as you know. They went to dinner, and Barfoot, thoroughly enjoying the abnormal state of things, continued to talk of his cousin.
Susy could be heard moving about overhead; she would be down directly. Meanwhile the winter sunshine came broadly in; the singing of the tea-kettle, the crackle of the fire made domestic music. But Lydia's soul was far away. It stood beside Faversham, exulting. "Free!" she said to herself, passionately "free!" and then with the hyperbole of love "I talked and moralized he did it!"
If this were the case, Carrissima scarcely admitted the impeachment even to herself; but two afternoons after the meeting with Colonel Faversham near Half Moon Street his daughter set out to Aberdeen Mansion, where she found Mrs.
Rising slowly from her chair, and with perfect coolness, she took a framed cabinet photograph from a table between the windows. "Is this Colonel Faversham?" she asked. "I remember him now quite distinctly." The portrait showed a man of middle height, rather taller than Lawrence, with much broader shoulders. His face had an almost dissipated expression, and he wore a large, pointed moustache.
Whether I should have yielded to or resisted the temptation is another matter. Honestly speaking, I think I should have resisted. You see, I should still have been engaged to Eleanor Faversham. . . . But now this somewhat unholy influence is gone from her. She has lifted me in her strong arms as a mother would lift a brat of ten. She has patiently suffered my whimsies as if I had been a sick girl.
Certain public officials were named, and a few other stipulations made. Then with a couple of legal phrases and a witnessed signature, the second sheet came to an end. There was a silence that could be heard. In the midst of it Faversham rose. He was agitated and a little incoherent. "The rest of what has to be said is not a formal matter.
Incidentally he discovered that Faversham was well acquainted with the general lines and procedure of modern financial speculation, was in fact better versed in the jargon and gossip of the Stock Exchange than Melrose himself; and had made use now and then of the large amount of information and the considerable number of useful acquaintances he possessed to speculate cautiously on his own account without much result, but without disaster.
It was clear enough that the news had for her no ordinary significance. His heart knew pain the reflex of a past anguish; only to be lost at once in the desire to soothe and shield her. "Mr. Faversham was there?" she asked him, trembling. "He did not see the shot fired. The murderer rushing from the gallery brushed past him as he was coming out of his room, and escaped."
"I am afraid he is disappointing all his friends," she said gravely. "Is it his fault?" exclaimed Lydia. "Mr. Melrose must be mad!" "I wonder if that excuses Mr. Faversham?" "It's horrible for him!" said Lydia in a low, smothered voice. "He wants to put things right?" It was on the tip of Victoria's tongue to say, "Does he too write to you every day?" but she refrained.
Having finished his cigar about a quarter of an hour later, Colonel Faversham went to his dressing-room, where he spent a few minutes brushing his hair with great vigour and twisting his moustache to a point. On going down to the hall again, he noticed that the street door stood open, and that Knight was talking to some one on the threshold.
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