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He would tell him nothing about it until it was an accomplished fact and Halcyone was his wife then they would let him into the secret. All the details of what she would have to say to her aunts in her letter of farewell on leaving them would have to be thought out, too, so that no pursuit or inopportune prying into the truth would be the consequence.
If his son Timothy should secure it, he was advised not to keep it, as its possession brought trouble to the family. "Then it is legally ours and not treasure-trove," said Halcyone. "Oh, how good! It will make the Aunts La Sarthe quite rich perhaps, and look how beautiful it is, the jeweled thing." They examined it minutely.
Starting up, she gazed eagerly around, to see if he was still present, for the servants, alarmed by her cries, had brought a light. When she found him not, she smote her breast and rent her garments. She cares not to unbind her hair, but tears it wildly. Her nurse asks what is the cause of her grief. "Halcyone is no more," she answers, "she perished with her Ceyx.
Isn't it lovely? We just slipped out here for a little quiet talk." "I am so glad. I hope you will be very happy," Halcyone said, and tried not to let the contrast of Cora's joyous prospect make her wince. "I am always happy," Cora returned, "and it's dear of you to wish me nice things."
Starting up, she gazed eagerly around, to see if he was still present, for the servants, alarmed by her cries, had brought a light. When she found him not, she smote her breast and rent her garments. She cares not to unbind her hair, but tears it wildly. Her nurse asks what is the cause of her grief. "Halcyone is no more," she answers, "she perished with her Ceyx.
When Halcyone saw these preparations she shuddered, as if with a presentiment of evil. With tears and sobs she said farewell, and then fell senseless to the ground. Ceyx would still have lingered, but now the young men grasped their oars and pulled vigorously through the waves, with long and measured strokes.
And now they are past the last blue headland, and in the open sea; and there is nothing round them but the waves, and the sky, and the wind. But the waves are gentle, and the sky is clear, and the breeze is tender and low; for these are the days when Halcyone and Ceyx build their nests, and no storms ever ruffle the pleasant summer sea. And who were Halcyone and Ceyx?
Her stepfather, James Anderton, was a very wealthy stockbroker she knew that, and also that a year or so after her mother's death he had married again "a person of his own class," Miss La Sarthe had said, "far more suitable to him than poor Elaine." Halcyone had only been six years old at her mother's death, but she kept a crisp memory of the horror of it.
Cheiron pictured things John Derringham flattered and courted by the world and surrounded by adoring woman, while Halcyone sat at home in some quiet corner and received the scraps of his attentions that were left. No! decidedly he would have no hand in aiding the sorry affair. So he used his influence and even a little cunning in preventing Halcyone from writing to her lover.
He wondered if she were lying. He half thought so, but she looked so beautiful, it enabled him to return her caresses with some tepid warmth. "It is too sweet of you, Cecilia," he said, as he kissed her. He had not yet used one word of intimate endearment she had never been his darling, his sweet and his own, like Halcyone.
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