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"No, there is no hurry; any time within an hour," and he passed up-stairs. Half an hour later Harry Scott passed down the corridor towards the library, but paused on hearing an angry voice within, which he at once recognized as Mrs. LaGrange's. "Where would you be to-night?" she cried, "where would you have been all these years, if I had but exposed your dishonesty and duplicity?
The computation of their perturbations and ephemerides by Euler's and Lagrange's method of variable elements became so laborious that Encke devised a special process for these, which can be applied to many other disturbed orbits.
"Whatever part Carroll took in the affair, he was undoubtedly Hobson's agent; and you will find that Hobson and Mrs. LaGrange have been more intimately associated and for a much longer time than you suspect," and Merrick repeated what he had overheard of the interview in Mrs. LaGrange's parlor, just after the close of the inquest. Mr. Whitney listened with deep interest. "Well, well!
The artist turned at the mocking, suggestive tone and answered savagely, "I suppose you have got to know, damn you! I'm painting her as a Quaker Maiden." Conrad Lagrange's reply was as surprising in its way as was the outburst of the artist.
Then you're the woman who stabbed Dick Curson over at Lagrange's?" She became defiant again. "That's me, all the time. What are you going to do about it?" "Nothing. And you used to dance at the Alhambra?" She whisked the shawl from her shoulders, held it up like a scarf, and made one or two steps of the sembicuacua.
We went also to M. de Lagrange's, where we saw a newly drawn map of the South River, from the falls to Burlington, made by the land surveyor there. He told us the governor had given him a grant of a piece of land on the South River between those places.
Whether it was the artist's mother; some sacredly hidden memories of Lagrange's past; or, perhaps, some fancied recognition of the artist's genius and its possibilities; the strange man gave no hint; but he constantly sought the company of Aaron King, with an openness that made his preference for the painter's society very evident.
I have little doubt but that the sign of 'The Red Cask' is still remembered in that vicinity for that was the name which, actuated by a strange whim, I had given to my tavern; and the same was illustrated by a huge swinging sign in front, on which was painted the representation of a large cask overflowing with blood which, I need scarcely tell you, was a sly and humorous allusion to the affair of Lagrange's murder.
At Lagrange's name, Therese recalled the flaming comet announced by the savant, and said to herself, with mocking sadness, that it was time for that comet to put an end to the world and take her out of her trouble. But above the walls of the old church she saw the sky, which, cleared of clouds by the wind from the sea, shone pale blue and cold.
"Do you read my books?" The other began a halting answer to the effect that everybody read Conrad Lagrange's books. But the distinguished author interrupted; "Don't take the trouble to lie out of politeness. I shall ask you to tell me about them and you will be in a hole." The young man laughed as he said, with straight-forward frankness, "I have read only one, Mr. Lagrange." "Which one?"
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