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"My dear Miss Gueldmar, what do you mean? What is your fault?" "Everything!" she answered sadly, with a deep sigh. "I am very foolish; and I am sure I often do wrong without meaning it. Mr. Dyceworthy has been here and " she stopped abruptly, and a wave of color flushed her face. Lorimer laughed lightly. "Dyceworthy!" he exclaimed. "The mystery is explained!
The child also disappears, and Monsieur Gueldmar lives alone, avoided carefully by every respectable person. Suddenly the child returns, grown to be nearly a woman and they say, lovely to an almost impossible extreme. She lives with her father. She, like her strange mother, never enters a church, town, or village nowhere, in fact, where persons are in any numbers.
Part of this alteration in her was due to the gratitude she secretly felt towards the Gueldmar family, for having saved from destruction, albeit unconscious of his parentage, Sigurd, the child she had attempted to murder.
A gay chorus of laughter here broke from the little group seated on deck, of which Thelma was the centre, and Gueldmar stopped in his walk, with an attentive smile on his open, ruddy countenance. "'Tis good for the heart to hear the merriment of young folks," he said. "Think you not my girl's laugh is like the ripple of a lark's song? just so clear and joyous?"
The red lustre warmly tinged the pale features of the dying man, and startled Valdemar, who sprang to his feet and gazed at that mystic aureola with a cry of wonder. At the same moment Olaf Gueldmar stirred, and began to speak drowsily without opening his eyes. "Dawn on the sea!" he murmured "The white waves gleam and sparkle beneath the prow, and the ship makes swift way through the water!
Sigurd's rather attached to me indulges me with some specially private ravings now and then I soon found out his secret, though I believe the poor little chap doesn't understand his own feelings himself." "Well," said Errington thoughtfully, "under the circumstances you'd better not mention this affair of the Fall to Gueldmar. It will only vex him. Sigurd won't try such a prank again."
Gueldmar accepted the invitation at once, and, the hour for their visit next day being fixed and agreed upon, the young men began to take their leave. As Errington clasped Thelma's hand in farewell, he made a bold venture. He touched a rose that hung just above her head almost dropping on her hair. "May I have it?" he asked in a low tone. Their eyes met.
"Ay, she suffered!" said Gueldmar fiercely, scarce able to restrain himself from seizing upon the miserable old woman and shaking the sinking life out of her "And had I but guessed who caused her sufferings, by the sword of Odin, I would have " Ulrika laid her hand on his suddenly upraised arm. "Listen!" she whispered.
The long reins trailed loosely over their backs, lashing their sides as they ran Gueldmar, recovering from his momentary awe and bewilderment, strove to seize them, but in vain.
We may occasionally trifle with those women who show us that they wish to be trifled with but never with those who, like your daughter, win every man's respect and reverence." Gueldmar rose and grasped his hand fervently. "By all the gods, I believe you are a true gentleman!" he said. "I ask your pardon if I have offended you by so much as a thought.
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