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Indeed, according to the miserable fatality which so often makes the spiritually best the physically worst like the gods whom the Athenians enclosed in outer cases of satyrs and hideous masks of misshapen men Alick's face was never lovely. But his soul? If that could have been seen, the old carved parable of the Greeks would have been justified. "Nonsense, Leam!
But I should not know you, Leam, if you did not snub me. I should think you were angry with me if you treated me with formal politeness."
And Josephine said gallantly, "Yes," but her heart was more rueful than her voice, and she thought that some gentlemen were very nice, and that Sebastian Dundas especially made the dull time pass pleasantly. Nothing surprised the North Astonians more than what it was the fashion to call "the admirable manner in which Leam behaved to the child Fina."
For, of course, it was Leam Leam, who, since her return from school, alone and without companionship, was feverish often, and often impelled to escape into the open country from something that oppressed her down in the valley too painfully to be borne.
So, had Alick gone to Scotland Yard and taken the police into his confidence, Leam would have been found in less than a week; but as he shrank from bringing her into contact with the force mainly associated with crime, he was left to his own devices unassisted, and these devices ended only in constantly-recurring disappointment, and consequent increase of sorrow.
Two drops of that would kill the strongest man in a moment." "In a moment?" asked Learn. "Yes: he would fall dead directly." "Would it be painful?" "No, not at all, I believe." "Show it me," said Learn. He took the bottle from the shelf. It was a sixty-minim bottle, quite full, stoppered and secured. She held out her hand for it, and he gave it to her. "Two drops!" mused Leam.
Round each commandment were pictures, emblems, symbolic flowers, all enclosed in fancy scroll-work of an elaborate kind. Really, it was a very creditable piece of bastard art, and Mr. Dundas was moved almost to tears by it. Madame did it herself so she said with a tender little smile as her pleasant surprise for poor dear Leam on her fifteenth birthday.
Then his thoughts wandered away to some other of his personal matters; and while Leam was living over the day hour by hour, word by word, he had settled the terms for Farmer Mason's new lease, had decided to rebuild the north lodge, which was ugly and incommodious; and on this, something catching the end of that inexplicable association of ideas, he wondered how some one whom he had left in India was going on, and what had become of Violet Cray.
It is probable that the break-up of the ninth century saw the Fens partly drowned, and that after the Black Death something of the same sort happened again, for it is in the latter fourteenth and fifteenth centuries that you begin to hear of a necessity for reclaiming them. John of Gaunt had a scheme, and Morton dug a ditch which is still called "Morton's Leam."
Under cover of brotherly familiarity he teased Adelaide till she had the greatest difficulty in keeping her temper; while he was so preternaturally respectful to Leam, whom he wished he had not been forced to respect at all, that it seemed as if they had met to-night for the first time, and were not quite so cordial as sympathetic strangers would have been.
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