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Kingswood's the rail-head, and somewhere between here and there that convoy is bound to be. Systematically, mind! It's not a technical job. All that's wanted is common sense and thoroughness." The Colonel's gaze was ruthlessly challenging. George met it stiffly. He knew that the roads, if not the tracks, had already been searched.
I feel that there is no such thing in the world as the love I want and marriage without it would be worse than any imagined hell. So I shall not marry." Lady Kingswood's face expressed a mild tolerance. "You say that just now" she said "But I think you will alter your mind some day! You would not like to be quite alone always not even in the Palazzo d'Oro." "YOU are quite alone?"
This was going beyond the boundary-line of Lady Kingswood's brain capacity, so she merely remained agreeably quiescent. "And when your child was born" pursued Morgana "did you feel a wonderful ecstasy? a beautiful peace and joy? a love so great that it was as if God had given you something of His Own to hold and keep?" Lady Kingswood laughed outright. "My dear girl, you are too idealistic!
She lifted her fair arms upward with a kind of expansive rapture, the moonbeams seemed to filter through the delicate tissue of her garments adding brightness to their folds and sparkling frostily on the diamonds in her hair, and even Lady Kingswood's very placid nature was conscious of an unusual thrill, half of surprise and half of fear, at the quite "other world" appearance she thus presented.
Lady Kingswood's lips trembled; there were tears in her eyes. "How truly you speak!" she murmured "And yet we live in a time when such truths appear to have no influence with people at all. Every one is bent on pleasure on self " "As every one was in the 'Cities of the Plain," he said, "and we may well expect another rain of fire!"
"The 'beyond' calls to me from the monastery," he said, smiling "I have been too long absent. Will you walk with me, Giulio?" "Willingly!" and the Marchese bowed over Lady Kingswood's hand as he bade her "Good night." "I will accompany you both to the gate," said Morgana, suddenly "and then when you are both gone I shall wander a little by myself in the light of the moon!"
And it's not much joy to bring children into the world and waste treasures of love on them, if after you have done all you can, they leave you without a regret, like the birds that fly from a nest when once they know how to use their wings." Lady Kingswood's eyes were sorrowful. "My daughter was a very pretty girl," she said "Her father and I were proud of her looks and her charm of manner.
"See! here he comes, with the sulky air of a naughty boy!" this, as Rivardi slowly mounted the terrace steps and approached "I'm off to dress for dinner come, 'Duchess! We'll leave the men to themselves!" She slipped her arm through Lady Kingswood's and hurried her away. Don Aloysius was puzzled by her words, and, as Rivardi came up to him raised his eyebrows interrogatively.
Some thoughts such as these, though vague and disconnected, passed through Lady Kingswood's mind as she turned away from the sea-shore to re-ascend the flower-bordered terraces of the Palazzo d'Oro, and it was with real pleasure that she perceived on the summit of the last flight of grassy steps, the figure of Don Aloysius. He was awaiting her approach, and came down a little way to meet her.
Lady Kingswood's mind floundered helplessly in this flood of what, to her, was incomprehensibility. Morgana went on in the sweet fluting voice which was one of her special charms. "If you haven't read Keats, you must have read at some time or other the 'Arabian Nights' and the story of 'Sindbad the Sailor'? Yes? You think you have?
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