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"As a proper pendant to this picture," said Caroline, "he ought to have dismissed the effigies of yon warlike gentleman, and replaced it by one of poor Lady Florence Lascelles, for whose loss he is said to have quitted his country: but, perhaps, it was the loss of her fortune." "How can you say so? fie!" cried Evelyn, with a burst of generous indignation.
Her heart was cold and hard as steel. But she was interested in the cause rather than the effect. After a while the storm of grief slackened. The racking sobs came at longer intervals. Then it was that Mercy Lascelles broke the silence. "Well?" she demanded sharply. The tear-stained face was slowly lifted, and the sight of the girl's distress was heart-breaking.
"Yes, madam, walking arm-in-arm with a smuggler: I shall have you on one arm, and Mrs Lascelles on the other; and I would advise you to take it very quietly; for, in the first place, it will be you who smuggle, as the goods will be found on your person, and you will certainly be put in prison, for, at the least appearance of insubordination, we run and inform against you; and, further, your niece will remain on board as a hostage for your good behaviour, and if you have any regard for her liberty, you will consent immediately."
So far from putting a stop to the talk, I had given it a regular fillip: here were Quinby and his friends as keen as possible to see what would happen next, if not betting on a row. The situation had taken a sudden turn for the worse. I forgot the pleasant hours that I had passed with Mrs. Lascelles, and began to wish myself well out of the whole affair.
For her mother, who was of a good family in Yorkshire, had been one of Queen Catherine's bedchamber women, and the bosom friend and disciple of Anne Askew. Lascelles, while the very heavens seemed to the shuddering mob around to speak their wrath and grief in solemn thunder peals, and heavy drops which hissed upon the crackling pile.
"May I go?" mimicked Lascelles to himself. "Bertie is always sacrificing me to some girl or other. She will swamp the boat, it's within an inch of the water already with my portmanteau, and very likely make me miss my train, or get wet through pulling her out." This in soliloquy, but he looked courteous and smiling. Mrs.
You, alone in the streets, at this hour, in such a night, too! How very wrong how very imprudent!" "Do not talk to me I am almost mad as it is: I could not rest I could not brave quiet, solitude, still less, the face of my father I could not! but quick, what says he? What excuse has he? Tell me everything I will cling to a straw." "And is this the proud Florence Lascelles?"
Lascelles," interrupted Miss Dundus, impatiently; "I did not advance one word against the language; I merely remonstrated with Phemy against her preposterous attentions to the man we hire to teach it." "That was what I meant, madam," resumed he, with a low bow. "You meant what, sir?" demanded the little beauty, contemptuously; "but I need not ask.
I strove to redeem, and save, and raise you, and endow your miserable spirit with the thirst and the power of honour and independence. The agent of that wish was Florence Lascelles; you repaid us well! a base and fraudulent forgery, attaching meanness to me, fraught with agony and death to her.
No one knew better than Cecil, who had quite appreciated the small spice of risk in weighting the frail bark with an additional person; but then it was worth it to sail back alone with Bertie. "You are getting dreadfully wet, I am afraid, Miss Rolleston," said Lascelles. "Ease the sail a bit, Bertie." "You shouldn't keep her head to the waves," argued the other, "as if it were a boat.
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