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So strongly had this late love smitten her, that she had been capable of strangling pride, and taking the initiative, had Lenox's bearing given her the smallest hope of success.
"Shall I bring you some, then?" "No, thank you." He turned his head just in time to catch sight of her as she closed the door; then went on writing with less regard than ever for the matter in hand. In less than half an hour, Richardson's uneven footstep, betraying the slight limp, sounded without. He paused so long on the other side of the door, that Lenox's brows went up in surprise.
It seems a daughter of the Duke of Lenox's was, by force, going to be married the other day at Somerset House, to Harry Germin; but she got away and run to the King, and he says he will protect her. She is, it seems, very near akin to the King: Such mad doings there are every day among them!
But he reckoned without Honor Desmond, whose strategical skill came to her from a long line of distinguished soldiers, and whose sympathies had been touched to the quick by the grave contentment in Eldred Lenox's eyes when they lingered on his wife's face and figure.
Lenox's swift thoughts and she set herself to make Lena talk about the things with which she was familiar, to link her past to this present. Evidently the same thought was flitting through Madeline's brain, for before Mrs. Lenox spoke she began: "Do you know, Miss Quincy, I have felt a little envy of you ever since Dick first told us about you." "Envy! Of me?"
Lenox's young brother, "and then hop down, and we'll take you to see the caravan, and show you about a little, and perhaps go on the river; and in the evening we're going to have supper in my rooms. Fizzy's going to conjure, and perhaps we'll have charades." These words made tidying up an even simpler matter than usual, and the party started off.
She endured the strain as long as she could; then inventing an excuse, she left him; though, to her surprise, it hurt her more than she could have believed a week ago. That afternoon, during the progress of a hybrid gymkhana, ranging from steeplechasing to obstacle races for men and natives, the first whisper of current gossip reached Lenox's ears.
There is no need to speak of the happenings of the next few days, nor is it necessary to touch at any length upon the history of some of the weeks and months which ensued upon this crisis in John Lenox's life, a time when it seemed to him that everything he had ever cared for had been taken.
Wyndham goes into my dressing-room; so the boy's nursery is at your service. My wife is never so happy as when she has her hands full; and it'll be less trying for you here, than in your own empty bungalow." The last words flashed a suspicion into Lenox's mind. "Look here, man," he broke out hotly, his eyes searching Desmond's face. "Isn't it you yourself who would be glad to keep an eye on me?
"I am glad of that too. For I want very much to be good friends with Captain Lenox's wife." On the last word a slow colour crept back into Quita's cheeks. "You mustn't speak of it yet, to any one else. There are difficulties big difficulties . . ." "I know; but you may trust him to conquer them. One feels in him the sort of force that moves mountains." Again Quita nodded.
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