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The amazement in her tone, the incredulity of that "me" was touching in its humility, and Gervase's smile was very tender as he replied "I think I am. I am, at least, travelling very fast in that direction. Does that alarm you so very much? Does it distress you? Have you no feeling of friendship to offer me in return?" "Friendship!
Sure no second man in England wore Billy Priske's legs! Then, and while I stood amazed, my father's voice and my Uncle Gervase's called to me together: and gulping down all wonder, possessed with love only and a wild joy but yet grasping my fish I splashed across the shallows and up the bank, and let my father take me naked to his heart. "Clivver boy, clivver boy!" said the voice of Billy Priske.
They'd go crazy with excitement! I must, I must lure him to the window, and let them see us together! They will never believe me unless I do." She looked up, to meet Gervase's eyes fixed upon her, and found inspiration in his first remark. "You are looking at your own house, are you not? It is exactly opposite this, I think. My uncle pointed it out to me last night." "Yes, just opposite.
I locked up the acknowledgment in disgust, resolved to think no more of it until the time came for getting rid of my legacy. I kissed poor Sir Gervase's little keepsake. While I was still looking at it, the good children came in, of their own accord, to ask how I was. I was obliged to draw down the blind in my room, or they would have seen the tears in my eyes.
A stillness, a brooding, expectant stillness, fell upon the company and it numbered a round dozen about Lord Gervase's richly appointed board. In the soft candlelight the oval table shone like a deep brown pool, in which were reflected the gleaming silver and sparkling crystal that seemed to float upon it.
Then Denzil turned quickly away. "To-morrow morning at six," he said, briefly; "close to the Sphinx." "Good!" responded Gervase. "The Sphinx shall second us both and see fair play. Good-night, Denzil!" "Good-night!" responded Denzil, coldly, as he moved on and disappeared. A slight shiver ran through Gervase's blood as he watched him depart.
She was in a supersensitive mood this afternoon, for not only did the parting with her beloved sister lie ahead, but also a meeting of even more importance. Ned Talbot was to be Gervase's best man, and was even now at the Grange, waiting only to greet his host, before coming to pay his first visit for nearly two years.
He had fits of deadly sickness and of shaking like an aspen. His only resource, all the life that was left to him, was to be found in his cellar; and even Miles, seeing his master's extremity, brought out and piteously pressed the brandy upon him. Gervase's cronies had never come about his house since his marriage.
Mrs Rendell and Maud had been the only members of the family who had known of the intention which lay behind Gervase's frequent visits; and if the surprise with which the engagement was greeted was mingled with some envy and disappointment from one of the five sisters, the others more than made up for it by their unaffected delight.
The position of the counts was further weakened by the claims to their homage made by the princes on either side of them in Normandy and Anjou; the position of the Bishop, vassal, till Gervase's late act, of the King only, was really a higher one. Geoffrey had been received at Le Mans with the good will of the citizens, and both Bishop and Count sought shelter with William.
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