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He nodded, and left the mess-room, to go across the yard. "Why, that's not the way to his quarters," said one of the officers, as he followed his chief with his eyes toward the shadowy building in which a faint light or two could be seen burning. "No," said another. "I know: he's gone across to the infirmary." "Is Frayne there?" "No," said the major, "he's at Lindon's quarters.
Mrs Lavington followed her brother back into the dining-room. "The poor child must have been sitting up to watch for Lindon's return." "And he has not returned, Josiah," sobbed Mrs Lavington. "Here, stop! What are you going to do?" "I am going up to his room to see," said the sobbing woman.
'You are you are The man's eyes closed, as if the effort at recollection exhausted him. He kept them closed as he continued to speak. 'I know who you are. You are the gentleman. 'Yes, that's it, I'm the gentleman, name of Atherton. Miss Lindon's friend. And I daresay you're feeling pretty well done up, and in want of something to eat and drink, here's some brandy for you.
Unless you can explain them to my satisfaction, you will withdraw your pretensions to Miss Lindon's hand, or I shall place certain facts before that lady, and, if necessary, publish them to the world. He grew visibly paler but he smiled facially. 'You have your own way of conducting a conversation, Mr Atherton. What are the events to whose rapid transit you are alluding?
"It is not very far from Fairyland," the Professor suggested. Eric Lindon's eye-brows were slightly raised at these words, and an amused smile, which he courteously tried to repress, flitted across his handsome face: "A trifle cracked!" he muttered to himself. "But what a jolly old patriarch it is!" Then he turned to the children.
'Don't imagine that Miss Lindon's presence will deter me from using it. Why he addressed Mr Holt in such a strain surpassed my comprehension. Mr Holt, however, evinced not the faintest symptoms of resentment, he had become, on a sudden, more like an automaton than a man. Sydney continued to gaze at him as if he would have liked his glance to penetrate to his inmost soul.
I had to call their attention to my discovery. 'Gentlemen, I fear that I have here something which will distress you, is not this Miss Lindon's hair? They recognised it on the instant. Lessingham, snatching it from my hands, pressed it to his lips. 'This is mine, I shall at least have something. He spoke with a grimness which was a little startling. He held the silken tresses at arm's length.
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