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If adventures make the hero, I can certainly lay claim to that honor as well as anybody." As the visitor ceased speaking, he looked suspiciously at the three boys before him, two of whom seemed to be strangely affected by the recital of his thrilling adventures.
"Because I had promised to let you forget," she replied. There was a softness in her voice which he had not noted in those bygone days; she seemed more resigned and yet more poised; the strange wizardry of suffering had worked new wonders in her soul. Suddenly, as he looked upon her, he became aware of a new quality in Phyllis Bruce the quality of gentleness.
Instead of gratitude she bore him a dull resentment for having married her, and when she looked back on her hard life in her father's house, she beheld it through that rosy veil of idealism in which the imaginative temperament envelops the past or the future at the cost of the present. Then she had had time, at least, to dream and to dawdle!
Our young man, however, did not seem to be imprest either with this spectacle of destruction or with the beauty of the sky, tinged with the rosy colors of the dawning day. He looked for some time at the horizon, as if to ease his tired eyes; but the brightness of the dawn seemed to produce in him a disagreeable effect, for he wrapt himself in his cloak and pursued his way at a run.
"I'll have to cut out two or three teams," he said. "I don't know whom I ought to fire." "Kermode," Morgan advised promptly. The clerk looked surprised. "Foreman reports him as a pretty good teamster. He strikes me as smart and capable," he objected. "He is. In fact, that's the trouble. I like the man, but you had better get rid of him." "You're giving me a curious reason." Morgan smiled.
The custodian looked amazed, and the attendant priest who was escorting Cardinal Bonpre through the building, frowned. "The treasures of the Church are not to be sold," he said curtly. "The beggar outside is no doubt a trained hypocrite."
Kitty looked so surprised and pleased and proud that Rose felt no desire to laugh at her sudden fancy for sobriety but said in her most sympathetic tone: "I'm very glad to hear it, for it shows that he loves you in the right way." "Is there more than one way?" "Yes, I fancy so, because some people improve so much after they fall in love, and others do not at all. Have you never observed that?"
Amabel looked at him earnestly for a moment; while he, assured that he had gained his point, could not conceal a slightly triumphant smile. "Now, your answer!" he cried. "My life hangs upon it." "I am still unmoved," she replied, coldly, and firmly. "Ah!" exclaimed the earl with a terrible imprecation, and starting to his feet. "You refuse me. Be it so. But think not that you shall escape me.
I persuaded myself that he was. I looked after the equipage, and exclaimed, "There you may see the luxurious accommodations and appendages of guilt, and here the forlornness that awaits upon innocence!" I was to blame to imagine that my case was singular in that respect. I only mention it to show how tile most trivial circumstance contributes to embitter the cup to the man of adversity.
If you take the affairs of another person so to heart, and suffer with her to such an extent, I do not wonder that you yourself are unhappy. Today, when you came to see me after office-work was done, I felt afraid even to raise my eyes to yours, for you looked so pale and desperate, and your face had so fallen in.
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