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Probably he would explain his conduct; but, then, that Fanny should foretell he would avoid her company, rather than call on Mademoiselle Klosking, and that Fanny should be right this made the thing serious, and galled Zoe to the quick: she was angry with Fanny for prophesying truly; she was rather angry with Severne for not coming, and more angry with him for making good Fanny's prediction.
Zoe turned round on him, fixed her glorious eyes full upon his face, and said, rather imperiously, "Mr. Severne, who is Ina Klosking?" Mr. Severne looked up blankly in her face, and said nothing. "She is a public singer." "Do you know her?" "Yes; I heard her sing at Vienna." "Yes, yes; but do you know her to speak to?" He considered half a moment, and then said he had not that honor.
He devoted himself to it, and it occupied him so agreeably that he did not observe the conduct of Mademoiselle Klosking on her return. She placed three photographs softly on the table, not very far from him, and then resumed her seat; but her eye never left him: and she gave monosyllabic and almost impatient replies to everything he mumbled with his mouth full of omelet.
The Klosking came down, a pale Juno, in traveling costume; and a quarter of an hour before the time a pair-horse fly was at the door and Mr. Ashmead in the hall. The ladies were both ready. But Vizard had not appeared. This caused an uneasy discussion. "He must be very angry," said Fanny, in a half whisper. "I cannot go while he is," sighed La Klosking. "There is a limit even to my courage." "Mr.
No transformation trick was ever done more neatly and smoothly than this, in which, nevertheless, the performers acted without concert. Severne fled out, and the Klosking came slowly in; yet no one had time to take the seat, she glided into it so soon after Severne had vacated it.
She withdrew into the embrasure, and had some confidential talk with him. As a matter of course, he told her about Poikilus, and that he was hunting down Severne for his money. "Indeed!" said the Klosking. "Please tell me every word that passed between you." He did so, as nearly as he could remember. Mademoiselle Klosking leaned her brow upon her hand a considerable time in thought.
Having brought the matter to that point, Poikilus left it, and simply made himself agreeable. He told Ashmead his experiences; and as they were, many of them, strange and dramatic, he kept him a delighted listener till midnight. The next day Ashmead visited Mademoiselle Klosking, and found her walking up and down the room, with her hand on Miss Gale's shoulder.
Ina Klosking explained the situation to her with a certain slight timidity and confusion not usual to her; and said, "Now, dear, you have more courage than the rest of us; and I know he has a great respect for you; and, indeed, Miss Dover told me he would quite obey you. Would it not be the act of a friend to advise him to cease this unhappy What good can come of it?
Certainly, my laud. Please step in the morning-room, my laud. Mr. Vizard is out." That was fortunate, and Miss Gale came down to him directly. Fanny took that opportunity to chatter and tell Mademoiselle Klosking all about Lord Uxmoor and his passion for Zoe. "And he will have her, too," said she, boldly. Lord Uxmoor told Miss Gale he had called upon business.
But mental agony, like bodily, finds its vent, not in speech, the brain's great interpreter, but in inarticulate cries, and moans, and sighs, that prove us animals even in the throes of mind. Zoe was in that cruel stage of suffering. So passed that miserable day. INA KLOSKING recovered her senses that evening, and asked Miss Gale where she was. Miss Gale told her she was in the house of a friend.
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