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'Is it not glorious? whispered Sir Gervas, as we reined up upon the further side of the Langmoor Rhine. 'What is there on earth to compare with the excitement of this? 'You speak as though it wore a cocking-match or a bull-baiting, 'I answered, with some little coldness. 'It is a solemn and a sad occasion. Win who will, English blood must soak the soil of England this night.
The post was vacant, and Connie, who had a pretty natural turn for wire-pulling, fostered by her Italian bringing up, had been trying her hand, both with the Chancellor and her Uncle Langmoor. "You little intriguer!" wrote Lord Glaramara "I will do what I can. Your man sounds very suitable. If he isn't, I can tell you plainly he won't get the post.
And they would have moved Heaven and earth to procure her an invitation to the Court ball they themselves attended, on the day after Connie's arrival, if only, as Lady Langmoor plaintively said "Your poor mother had done the right thing at the right time."
In reality she cared for nothing day after day but the little notes she got from Sorell night and morning giving her news of Radowitz. Till now he had been too ill to see her. But at last the doctor had given leave for a visit, and as soon as Lady Langmoor had gone off on her usual afternoon round of concerts and teas, Connie moved to the window, and waited for Sorell.
"So, Connie, you don't want to go out with me this afternoon?" said Lady Langmoor, bustling into the Eaton Square drawing-room, where Connie sat writing a letter at a writing-table near the window, and occasionally raising her eyes to scan the street outside. "I'm afraid I can't, Aunt Sophia. You remember, I told you, Mr. Sorell was coming to fetch me." Lady Langmoor looked rather vague.
She became the child of a childless house, and when Lady Langmoor sent her peremptory invitations to this or that country mansion where she would meet "some charming young men," Connie would reply "Best thanks, dear Aunt Langmoor but I am very happy here and comfortably in love with a gentleman on the sunny side of seventy. Please don't interfere!"
But, when it's all said, I feel I could never be happy with you; I should be always afraid of you of your pride and your violence. And love mustn't be afraid. "This horrible thing seems to have opened my eyes. I am of course very unhappy. But I am going up to-morrow to see Mr. Radowitz, who has asked for me. I shall stay with my aunt, Lady Langmoor, and nurse him as much as they will let me.
The bridges were narrow, and some time passed before the army could get over. At last, however, the two main ones, the Black Ditch and the Langmoor Rhine, were safely traversed and a halt was called while the foot was formed in line, for we had reason to believe that no other force lay between the Royal camp and ourselves. So far our enterprise had succeeded admirably.
But that had been the only spot of pleasure in Connie's fortnight. Lady Langmoor was puzzled by her pale looks and her evident lack of zest for the amusements offered her. She could only suppose that her niece was tired out with the balls of Commem., and Connie accepted the excuse gratefully.
Well, Aunt Langmoor wants me to go to her directly in time anyway for a ball at Tamworth House horribly smart Prince and Princess coming everybody begging for tickets. She's actually got an invitation for me I suppose by asking for it! rather calm of her. She calls me 'Dearest Connie. And I never saw her! But papa used to be fond of her, and she was never rude to mamma. What shall I say?"
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