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"No reason against it, if husband and father in you yearn for bibs and petticoats." "I say, Belward, don't laugh!" "I never was more serious. Who is the girl?" "She looks up to you as I do-of course that's natural; and if it comes off, no one'll have a jollier corner chez nous. It's Delia." "Delia? Delia who?" "Why, Delia Gasgoyne. I haven't done the thing quite regular, I know.

"In a few weeks." He looked at both. The girl, seeing that he was going to speak further, bowed and left the room. His eyes followed her. After a moment, he said firmly "Mr. Gasgoyne, I am going to face all." "To live it down, Belward?" "I am going to fight it down." "Well, there's a difference. You have made a mess of things, and shocked us all. I needn't say what more.

They did not shake hands. Mr. Gasgoyne could not think that all had necessarily ended. The thing might be patched up one day yet. This affair with the dompteuse was mad sailing, but the man might round-to suddenly and be no worse for the escapade. "We are going early in the morning," he said. "We can get along all right. Good-bye. When do you come to England?" The reply was prompt.

Gaston was no philosopher, but he could place a thing when he saw it: which is a kind of genius. Presently Sir William said quietly: "Mrs. Gasgoyne, you knew Robert well; his son ought to know you." Gaston turned to Mrs.

Gaston, as soon as he became conscious, said that his assailant must be got out of the way of the police, and to that end bade Jacques send for Mr. Warren Gasgoyne. Mr. Gasgoyne and Sir William arrived at the same time, but Gaston was unconscious again. Jacques, however, told them what his master's wishes were, and they were carried out; Jock's friend secretly left England forever.

"In a few weeks." He looked at both. The girl, seeing that he was going to speak further, bowed and left the room. His eyes followed her. After a moment, he said firmly "Mr. Gasgoyne, I am going to face all." "To live it down, Belward?" "I am going to fight it down." "Well, there's a difference. You have made a mess of things, and shocked us all. I needn't say what more.

Then, he added, suddenly: "Of course you know how we feel about our rescue. It was plucky of you." "Pluckier in the girl," was the reply. "Brave enough," the honest rejoinder. Gaston had an impulse to say, "Shall I thank her for you?" but he was conscious how little right he had to be ironical with Warren Gasgoyne, and he held his peace.

Lady Dargan could make no effort of memory, but she replied without hesitation or conscience: "Yellow and brown." "There," said Mrs. Gasgoyne, "we are both wrong, Captain Maudsley. Sophie never makes a mistake." Maudsley assented politely, but, stealing a look at Lady Dargan, wondered what the little by-play meant. Gaston was between Sir William and Mrs. Gasgoyne.

Truth is, Mrs. Gasgoyne was not quite satisfied. That very day she said to her husband: "You men always stand by each other; but I know you, and you know that I know." "'Thou knowest the secrets of our hearts'; well, then, you know how we love you. So, be merciful." "Nonsense, Warren! I tell you he oughtn't to have gone when he did. He has the wild man in him, and I am not satisfied."

"You are thought prudent, sir!" "Ah! an enemy hath said this." Gaston looked towards the Ladies Gallery. Delia's eyes were on him; Alice was gone. A half-hour later he stood in the lobby, waiting for Mrs. Gasgoyne, Lady Dargan, and Delia to come. He had had congratulations in the House; he was having them now. Presently some one touched him on the arm. "Not so bad, Cadet."

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