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"Then the duty seems to devolve upon you," Fenella decided, smiling toward Arnold. "I am sorry," he replied, "but I, too, seem to be unfortunate. I could not possibly get away from the city in time." "Absurd!" she answered, a little sharply. "You are like a boy with a new hobby. It is I who wish that you leave when you choose."
Fenella and Starling looked eagerly up as he entered. They both showed signs of an intense emotion. Starling was even gripping the back of a chair as he spoke. "What of Rosario?" he demanded. Arnold hesitated, but only for a moment. The truth, perhaps, was best. "Rosario is dead," he replied gravely. "He was stabbed to the heart and died within a few seconds." There was a queer silence.
"He is wearing the same ring the red signet ring. I saw it upon his hand the night you and I were in this room alone together, and he was watching the house. I saw it again through the window of the swing-doors on the hand of the man who killed Rosario. What does it mean, Fenella?" "I do not know," she faltered. "You must have some idea," he persisted, "as to who he is.
But Fenella's performance seemed more wonderful than either, since the musician was guided by his written notes, and the dancer by the motions of the others; whereas Fenella had no intimation, save what she seemed to gather, with infinite accuracy, by observing the motion of the artist's fingers on his small instrument.
'Fenella Stanley! I cried, for the great transfigurer Death had written upon my father's brow that self-same message which the passions of a thousand Romany ancestors had set upon the face of her whose portrait hung in the picture-gallery.
Frightened, she knew not why, at these wild gestures, Alice clung closer to Julian's arm than she had at first dared to do; and this mark of confidence in his protection seemed to increase the passion of Fenella.
'Reia, said Sinfi, 'you told me wonst as your great-grandmother was a Romany named Fenella Stanley. I have axed the Scollard about her, and what do you think he says? He says that she wur my great-grandmother too, for she married a Lovell as died. 'Good heavens, Sinfi! Well, I'm proud of my kinswoman.
Fenella made a sign to Peveril to move with silence and caution, and then showed him, to his surprise, from the window of the deserted guard-room, a boat, for it was now high water, with four rowers, lurking under the cliff on which the castle was built; and made him farther sensible that he was to have access to it by a ladder of considerable height placed at the window of the ruin.
Fenella was summoning her maid. Ruth clung nervously to Arnold. The room into which they looked was like a fairy chamber, full of laces and perfume and fine linen. "Arnold," she whispered, "you are sure that you did not know about coming here?" "I swear that I had no idea," he answered. "I would not have thought of bringing you without telling you first."
He looked across the table, however, and found that Sabatini was watching him pensively. Fenella leaned towards him. She spoke almost in a whisper, but her tone was cold, almost unfriendly. "I think," she said, "that with regard to that young woman you carry chivalry too far." Arnold flushed slightly. Then Sabatini, with a little murmur of words, changed the conversation.
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