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"I'm sure of it," he said. "The angel of the Lord came down," still chimed in his ears. Suddenly a little warm hand was slipped into his confidingly. "I think we'd better go home now." The voice was full of deep content. Livingstone's hand closed on hers and as he said "Yes," he was conscious of a pang at the thought of giving her up. He lifted her to put her in the sleigh.
She had had a week or so of serenity and anticipation, and although things were not quite as she would have had them, Elizabeth too impassive and even Wallie rather restrained in his happiness, she was satisfied. But Dick Livingstone's return had somehow changed everything. It had changed Wallie, too. He was suddenly a man, and not, she suspected, a very happy man.
But week after week glided by. Mrs. Livingstone's persecutions ceased, and she sometimes herself handed to Anna Malcolm's letters, which came regularly, and when about the first of March Captain Atherton himself went off to Washington, Anna gave her fears to the wind, and all the day long went singing about the house, unmindful of the snare laid for her unsuspecting footsteps.
Livingstone's face, but the moment they were gone, and she was alone with her husband in their room, it burst forth, and in angry tones she demanded "what he meant by spending her money in that way, and without her consent?" Before making any reply, Mr. Livingstone stepped to her work-box, and opening the little drawer, held to view the missing note.
Gould has remarked, it probably is that such birds are generally of a shy disposition, as if conscious that their beauty was a source of danger, and are much more difficult to discover or approach, than the sombre coloured and comparatively tame females or than the young and as yet unadorned males. On the Cosmetornis, see Livingstone's 'Expedition to the Zambesi, 1865, p. 66.
In this dilemma there was no alternative save a trip to California or the Sandwich Islands! The former was chosen, Captain Atherton offering to defray Mrs. Livingstone's expenses if she would accompany them. This plan Carrie warmly seconded, for she knew her mother's presence would greatly relieve her from the society of her husband, which was not as agreeable to her as it ought to have been.
Nay, you could trace it in the features of many a fair Edith and Alice, half counteracting the magnetic attraction of their melting eyes. On the sunny south side, looking across the flower-garden, were Lady Catharine Livingstone's rooms, where, diligent as Matilda and her maidens, in summer by the window, in winter by the fire; the pale châtelaine sat over her embroidery.
Since I came home from there I've not been very strong, and Thorne has kept me very quiet, until he sent me North to school last fall." "You're so well now you'll be going about a lot. Any young people in the house with you? It's a boarding-house, isn't it?" "Yes, a small one. There are no young people in it except Mrs. Livingstone's son." "How old a fellow?" "Twenty-one, I believe."
"You must write for me a confession next, describing your career, and the parts which you played in this city; also naming your accomplices, your supporters, and what money they put up for your enterprise." "You will find all that in my papers." "Is Mr. Livingstone's name among your papers?" "He was the ringleader. Of course."
Also, Livingstone's instruments for observation and taking altitudes may have been in error; and this is very likely to have been the case, subjected as they have been to rough handling during nearly six years of travel. Despite the apparent difficulty of the altitude, there is another strong reason for believing Webb's River, or the Lualaba, to be the Nile.
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