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I begged him to stop, but he went on till the flowers were all arranged and tied together, and no one came down-stairs till the spoilage was complete. All this time Mr. Langenau was in the library restless, pretending to read a book. I saw him as we passed the door, but did not look again. Presently we heard the sound of wheels.
And her height and suppleness: at twenty-five she will be regal." "Then, Mr. Langenau," she cried, with sudden spitefulness, "you do admire her very much yourself! Do you know, I thought perhaps you did. How you must envy Mr. Vandermarck!" A slight shrug of the shoulders and a slight low laugh; after which, he said, "No, I think not. I have not the courage that is necessary."
"That's very true; the ministers here don't know much about peoples' consciences, I should think." "Do ministers in any other places know any more?" asked Benny with interest. "Why, yes, Benny, in a good many countries where I've been, they do." "You are a Catholic, Mr. Langenau?" asked Mrs. Hollenbeck. "I once was; I have no longer any right to say it is my faith," he answered slowly.
He paused for a moment at the door, walked away again, then came back and into the room, with rather a quicker step than usual. "Pauline," he said, and I started visibly, "They seem to be waiting for you in the parlor for a game of cards." His voice indicated anything but satisfaction. I half rose, then sank back, and said, hesitatingly, "Can I pour you some more tea, Mr. Langenau?"
"I can't stay here and be talked to," I said, getting up in despair. "Then come on the piazza," he exclaimed, and we were there almost before I knew what I was doing. I suppose every one in the room saw us go out: I was in terror when I thought what an insult it would seem to Mr. Langenau. We walked about the piazza for some time; I am afraid Mr.
Langenau come down-stairs alone: he had left Miss Lowder in the dressing-room to rest there: he came directly toward the library. He came half-way in the door, then paused. "May I speak to you?" he said slowly, fixing his eyes on mine. "I seem to be the only one who is forbidden, of those who have offended you and of those who have not." "No one has said what you have," I said very faintly.
Langenau, leaning upon one of the men, very pale, but making an attempt to smile and speak reassuringly to Sophie, who met him with looks of great alarm. It evidently gave him dreadful pain to move, and when he reached the house he was quite faint. Charlotte Benson placed a chair, into which they supported him.
Charlotte Benson with great self-devotion had insisted upon teaching the children for two hours every day, so that Mr. Langenau might not be annoyed at the thought that they were losing time, and that Sophie might not be inconvenienced. It was the least that she could do, she reasoned, after the many lessons that Mr. Langenau had given us, with so much kindness, and without accepting a return.
Langenau, and could not hear how the day had gone with him: could only take the hope that the sight of the little lamp conveyed. Go on, go on: Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserved All tongues to talk their bitterest. Winter's Tale. Of course, the night was entirely sleepless after such, a day. I was over-tired, and the coffee would have been fatal to rest in any case.
In fact, Kilian's changed manner toward the tutor of itself was quite enough to show that he had behaved unexpectedly well. The unvarnished and unbowspritted and unjib-boomed tale was pretty much as follows: Mr. Langenau had found himself in the middle of the river, when the storm came on.
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