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"I should like to have just a word with my sister Theodora," said Richard. "I doubt if she will see you. Miss Malliver, will you take Mr. Tuke to the schoolroom, and then inquire whether Miss Lestrange is able to leave her room. You will stay with her; she is far from well. Perhaps you had better go and inquire first. Mr. Tuke will wait you here."
Ye'll do weel there, sir ye'll do weel. And as for the wark, sir, we'll keep it oop-we'll not lot the Deil mak' hay o' it, if we knaws it the auld leer! he added with a phraseology which did more honor to the Calvinism of his blood than the philosophy of his training. Lestrange came in, with a pale sharp face, and said little in his ten minutes.
He left Elsmere struggling with a pang of horrible depression. In reality there was no man who worked harder at the New Brotherhood during the months that followed than Lestrange. He worked under perpetual protest from the frondeur within him, but something stung him on on till a habit had been formed which promises to be the joy and salvation of his later life.
"My box," said she; and as she spoke, holding it up as if to prove its safety, the little plain face altered to the face of an angel. She had smiled. When Emmeline Lestrange smiled it was absolutely as if the light of Paradise had suddenly flashed upon her face: the happiest form of childish beauty suddenly appeared before your eyes, dazzled them and was gone.
Wylder could not well object to sir Richard Lestrange on the ground that his daughter had loved him before she or her father knew his position the same he was coveting for her; and within two months they were married. Lady Ann was invited but did not go to the wedding; Arthur, Theodora, and Victoria did; Percy was not invited.
I feel in the presence of a force an 'ought' as Lestrange says, which makes me shy of intervening. It's the wind of the Spirit it blows where it will and I know this, that I'm thankful beyond everything when I feel it in my own sails." "Tell me when you feel it next, Father," said Vincent. "I feel it now," said Father Payne, "now and here."
"If sir Wilton Lestrange were to come into the room this minute, you would offer him a chair; his children you would order out of the house!" "I wouldn't do that," said Mrs. Tuke. "Mother, you turned them out of the house! I beg your pardon, mother, but you know it was the same thing! You visited the sins of the father on the children!"
"I hear you are going after the deer to-morrow," said the pretty Miss Georgie Lestrange to him, in the drawing-room after dinner, while Lady Sybil was performing her famous fantasia "The Voices of the Moonlight," to which nobody listened but her own admiring self. "And I was told all about that custom of making the stalker a little present on his setting out, for good-luck.
'Strong against tide, the enormous whale Emerges as he goes. "Mind you emerge! Never heed the tide: there's plenty of room for it as well as for you!" Lestrange was being genially bantered by Rose one day at dinner on what Rose called "problems of life and being," or "springs of action," or even "higher ground." Lestrange was oppressively earnest, but he was always good-natured.
Ever since the tragedy of six years ago there had been forming in the mind of Emmeline Lestrange a something shall I call it a deep mistrust? She had never been clever; lessons had saddened and wearied her, without making her much the wiser. Yet her mind was of that order into which profound truths come by short-cuts. She was intuitive.
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