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He gave an involuntary movement of surprise and annoyance. Had Mr. Senator Gwent discussed his affairs with this beautiful foolish girl who, like some forest animal, cared for nothing but the satisfaction of mating where her wishes inclined. "What do you mean, Manella?" he demanded, imperatively "Do you expect to find me dead?" She nodded vehemently.
But it was too far off for the royal power to be effectively exercised there, and the Earldom of Pembroke was granted to a branch of the De Clares, who had already conquered Ceredigion, and built castles at Cardigan and Aberystwyth. The De Clares also held Chepstow and lands in Lower Gwent.
"No use to think of his ever loving ME! But love for HIM ah! that I have, and that I will ever keep in my heart! and to save his life I would myself gladly die!" Gwent uttered a sound between a grunt and a sigh. "There it is! You women always run to extremes! 'Gladly die' indeed! Poor girl, why should you 'die' for him or for any man! That's sheer sentimental nonsense!
Win your 'god' away from his thunderbolts before he begins havoc with them from his miniature Olympus. Seriously now," and Gwent threw away the end of his cigar and laid a hand gently on her arm "be a good girl and think over what I've said to you. Marry him if you can! it will be the making of him!" Manella gazed about her in the darkness, bewildered.
Seaton's marriage to Manella Soriso had been briefly announced in the European papers and cabled to the American Press, Senator Gwent being one of the first who saw it thus chronicled, much to his amazement. "He has actually become sane at last!" he soliloquised, "And beauty has conquered science! I gave the girl good advice I told her to marry him if she could, and she's done it!
I saw through her from the first! She could never make a fool of ME!" Sam Gwent gave a short cough, expressing incredulity. "Well! Washington thought you were the favoured 'catch' and envied your luck! Certainly she showed a great preference for you " "Can't you talk of something else?" interposed Seaton, impatiently. Gwent gave him an amused side-glance.
Life would be pretty dull without effort and effort means war." "War against what? against whom?" asked Seaton. "Against whatever or whoever opposes the effort," replied Gwent, promptly "There must be opposition, otherwise effort would be unnecessary. My good fellow, you've got an idea that you can alter the fixed plan of things, but you can't.
"You found your friend well?" she said. "Very well, indeed!" replied Gwent, promptly "In fact, I never knew he was ill!" Manella gave her peculiar little uplift of the head which was one of her many fascinating gestures. "He is not ill" she said "He only pretends! That is all! He has some reason for pretending. I think it is love!" Gwent laughed. "Not a bit of it!
Now in Wales it is the spearmen who are weak, and there are no archers in these islands like the men of Gwent with their bows of elm, which shoot with such power that I have known a cavalier to have his horse killed when the shaft had passed through his mail breeches, his thigh and his saddle.
"Annihilation! A holocaust of microbes! I would and could wipe them off the face of the earth in twenty-four hours!" He could and would! "And by Heaven," said Gwent, within himself "He's done it!" Struck by the hand of God!
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