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Langhope at Wady Haifa, and that he hoped to reach Alexandria in time to catch a steamer to Brindisi at the end of the week. "Not till then? So it will be almost three weeks ?" "As nearly as I can calculate, a month." The rector hesitated. "And Mr. Amherst?" "He is coming back too." "Ah, you have heard? I'm glad of that. He will be here soon?" "No. He is in South America at Buenos Ayres.
Ansell, starting suddenly and dramatically to her feet, "at least let her perish defending her ideals and not denying them even if she has to sell the New York house and all your china pots into the bargain!" Mr. Langhope, rising also, deprecatingly lifted his hands, "If that's what you call saving me from her vengeance sending the crockery crashing round my ears!"
Langhope turned away his head. "You're a sentimentalist!" he flung scornfully back. "Oh, call me any bad names you please!" "I won't send for that woman!" "No." She fastened her furs slowly, with the gentle deliberate movements that no emotion ever hastened or disturbed. "Why do you say no?" he challenged her. "To make you contradict me, perhaps," she ventured, after looking at him again.
It's of no special importance, except as giving us a possible clue to her character. She strikes me as interesting and mysterious." Mr. Langhope smiled. "The things your imagination does for you!" "It helps me to see that we may find Miss Brent useful as a friend." "A friend?" "An ally." She paused, as if searching for a word. "She may restore the equilibrium." Mr.
The eagerness of both Amherst and Justine that Cicely should be identified with the developing life of Westmore had been one of the chief influences in reconciling Mr. Langhope to his son-in-law's second marriage.
"If you're trying to prove that I haven't kept to the point I can assure you that I'm well within it!" "But since the good Blanche has got her divorce and married Carbury, wherein do they differ from other week-end automata?" "Because most divorced women marry again to be respectable." Mr. Langhope smiled faintly. "Yes that's their punishment. But it would be too dull for Blanche." "Precisely.
"Ah, Westy Gaines would," Justine interposed lightly. "But if Mrs. Amherst is really the Bessy Langhope I used to know it must be rather a struggle for the wings!" Mrs. Dressel's flagging interest settled on the one glimpse of fact in this statement. "It's such a coincidence that you should have known her too! Was she always so perfectly fascinating?
And as the weeks passed she began to understand that, by a strange inversion of probability, the relation between Amherst and herself was to be the means of holding her to her compact with Mr. Langhope if indeed it were not nearer the truth to say that it had made such a compact unnecessary.
"Good-bye and thank you," he said. She detained him a moment. "We shall see you soon again see you both?" His face grew stern. "It's not to oblige Mr. Langhope that I am going to find my wife." "Ah, now you are unjust to him!" she exclaimed. "Don't let us speak of him!" he broke in. "Why not? When it is from him the request comes the entreaty that everything in the past should be forgotten?"
Langhope, who sat smoking, with one faultlessly-clad leg crossed on the other, and his ebony stick reposing against the arm of his chair, raised his clear ironical eyes to her face. "As an archæologist," he said, with a comprehensive wave of his hand, "I find it positively interesting. I should really like to come here and dig."
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