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He hardly knew wherein he read this revelation whether in the resigned shabbiness of the sage's dress, the impartial courtesy of his manner, or the shade of apprehension which lurked, indescribably, in his guileless yet suspicious eye. There were moments when Garnett could only define him by saying that he looked like a man who had seen a ghost.
His tone had been heard before by the latter in his own case on the night of the twenty-seventh as well as once before, and in the case of others where there had been what was construed as remonstrance or negligence or disobedience. He had heard him speak so to Garnett after Kernstown. The words were simple enough they always were. "You will return to your duty, sir.
Men who were spectators of this carnage, held their breath in horror, while others turned away from the sickening scene, in pitying silence. General Trimble was ordered to close up and fill the depleted ranks, which was done in splendid style, and on the assaulting columns sped. Trimble had fallen, Garnett was killed, with Kemper and Gibbon being borne from the field more dead than alive.
"Well, well! just as you please, dear. After all, it is for a very short time. Eight weeks will soon pass." Silence. Every youthful face at the table was set in an eloquent declaration that eight weeks was an eternity, a waste, a desert of space. Mr Garnett put down his newspaper and hurriedly left the room.
The yearly programme was that "if you are good" the Garnett family should be taken for two half-day excursions into the country on two summer Saturday afternoons, but though the woods and the amphitheatre were only separated by three short miles, never yet had the two places been visited together. An all-day picnic seemed a regal entertainment, worthy of the unique occasion.
At the thought Garnett was filled with a deep disgust for what the scene signified, and for his own share in it. He had been her tool and dupe like the others; if he imagined that he was serving Hermione, it was for her mother's ends that he had worked.
"Oh, I shouldn't mind," she said gaily, "if you will take me." But a move had been made opposite, and Charles Sylvester, coming up to them, overheard this last remark. "I think we must be off," he said, consulting his watch. "Where is Rainham going to take you?" "To Florence," she said, smiling, "to the Zoo." "Ah, a good idea," he murmured. "Well, good-bye, Lady Garnett; good-day, Rainham.
Camperdown had resolved to have the diamonds, still with a hope that they might be restored to the keeping of Messrs. Garnett, there to lie hidden and unused at any rate for the next twenty years. The diamonds had been traced first to Hamburg, and then to Vienna; and it was to be proved that they were now adorning the bosom of a certain enormously rich Russian princess.
The walls and buttresses of the old Church stood out dark against the sky; the white clouds sailed slowly by the moon, which reflected itself on the damp grass, and shone upon the flat wet tombstones till they looked like pieces of water. It was not less bright upon the upright ones, upon quaint crosses, short headstones, and upon the huge, ungainly memorial of the murdered Ephraim Garnett.
Newell exclaimed; and after a moment she added drearily: "He has been waiting for such an opportunity for years." It seemed needless for Garnett to protract his visit, and he took leave with the promise to report at once the result of his final talk with Mr. Newell. But as he was passing through the ante-chamber a side-door opened and Hermione stood before him.
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