Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: July 5, 2025
He took Delia Gasgoyne to her mother, talked to Lady Belward a little, and then went quietly back to where he had seen Alice. She was gone. Just then some people from town came to speak to him, and he was detained. When he was free he searched, but she was nowhere to be found. He went to Lady Belward. Yes, Miss Wingfield had gone.
"Would it please you so very much?" he said, resting a hand gently on hers. "I wish to see a child of yours in my arms, dear." "And the woman you have chosen is Delia Gasgoyne?" "The choice is for you; but you seem to like each other, and we care for her." He sat thinking for a time, then he got up, and said slowly: "It shall be so, if Miss Gasgoyne will have me.
Another half-hour, wherein he was learning every minute, nothing escaping him, everything interesting him; his grandfather and Mrs. Gasgoyne especially, then the ladies retired slowly with their crippled hostess, who gave Gaston, as she rose, a look almost painfully intense. It haunted him. Now Gaston had his chance.
They trotted away, and the attendant locked them up. Meanwhile Jacques had picked up and handed to Gaston a letter, dropped when he drew out his handkerchief. It was one received two days before from Delia Gasgoyne. He had a pang of confusion, and hastily put it into his pocket. Up to this time there had been no confusion in his mind.
"Sophie, when you talk with the man, remember that you are near fifty, and faded. Don't be sentimental." So said Mrs. Gasgoyne to Lady Dargan, as they saw Gaston coming down the ballroom with Captain Maudsley. "Reine, you try one's patience. People would say you were not quite disinterested." "You mean Delia! Now, listen.
Gasgoyne knowing, as all the world knew, that there was a bar at the mouth of the harbour, allowed himself, as he thought, sufficient room, but the wind had suddenly drawn ahead, and he was obliged to keep away. Presently the yacht took the ground with great force. Gasgoyne put the helm hard down, but she would not obey.
Then, with a burst of reproach, indignation, and trouble: "Great God, as if you hadn't been the luckiest man on earth! Delia, the estate, the Commons all for a dompteuse!" "Let us say nothing more," said Gaston, choking down wrath at the reference to Andree, but sorrowful, and pitying Mr. Gasgoyne. Besides, the man had a right to rail. Soon after they parted courteously.
Gasgoyne knowing, as all the world knew, that there was a bar at the mouth of the harbour, allowed himself, as he thought, sufficient room, but the wind had suddenly drawn ahead, and he was obliged to keep away. Presently the yacht took the ground with great force. Gasgoyne put the helm hard down, but she would not obey.
Gasgoyne rose, and in her bustling way dismissed the grateful peasant, who fondled the deed and called eagerly down the stairs to her husband as she went. Mrs. Gasgoyne then came back, sat down, and said: "Now you needn't fret about that any longer barbarian!" she added, shaking a finger. "Didn't I say that you would get into trouble? that you would set the country talking?
But the nephew persisted: "I say, Belward, Aunt Sophie was cut up no end when she heard of it. She wouldn't go out to dinner that night at Lord Dunfolly's, and, of course, I didn't go. And I wanted to; for Delia Gasgoyne was to be there, and she's ripping." Lady Dargan, in spite of herself, blushed, but without confusion, and Gaston adroitly led the conversation otherwhere.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking