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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Ayah!" she exclaimed, but the face that looked confusedly up at her was white, whiter than common, Captain Filbert's face. Alicia drew her hand away and made an imperceptible movement in the direction of her skirts. She stood silent, stricken in the dusk with astonishment, but the sense that was strongest in her was plainly that of having made a criminal discovery.
They moved their long chairs out of the way, they turned pointedly indifferent backs, the lady who shared Miss Filbert's cabin she belonged to a smart cavalry regiment at Mhow went about saying things with a distinct edge. Miss Filbert exhausted all the means.
Lindsay mounted the first flight by faith, and paused at the landing to avoid collision with a heavy body descending. He inquired Miss Filbert's whereabouts from this person, who providentially lighted a cigar, disclosing himself a bald Armenian in tusser silk trousers and a dirty shirt, presumably, Lindsay thought, the landlord.
She watched with interest the gravity with which they bowed, and the difference in it: his the simple formality of his class, Laura's a repressed hostility to such an epitome of the world as he looked, although any Bond Street tailor would have impeached his waistcoat, and one shabby glove had manifestly never been on. Yet Miss Filbert's first words seemed to show a slight unbending.
"Is it the Kingdom of God and His righteousness?" Laura Filbert's clear glance was disturbed by a ray of curiosity, but the inflexible quality of her tone more than counterbalanced this. "There's nothing about it in the Bible, if that's what you mean.
Sand judicially, "where I wouldn't think myself called on to say one word. Such things everyone has a right to decide for themselves. But you oughtn't to forget that a married woman" she looked at Arnold's celibate habit as if to hold it accountable for much "can have a great influence for good over him that she chooses. I am pretty sure Captain Filbert's already got Mr. Lindsay almost persuaded.
"If you're here on private business," he said to Lindsay, fixing his eyes, however, on a point awkwardly to the left of him, "maybe you ain't aware that the Ensign" he threw his head back in the direction of the next room "is the person to apply to. She's in command here. Captain Filbert's only under her." "Indeed?" said Lindsay. "Thanks."
Captain Filbert's confusion was dispelled, as by the wave of a wand. "Then I hope I may go on bringing him," she said. "He couldn't come to a better place." "Well, you'll have to be careful," said Mrs. Sand, as if with severe intent. "But I don't say discourage him; I wouldn't say that. You may be an influence for good. It may be His will that you should be pleasant to the young man.
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