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The spoons were then solemnly counted by the steward, and the perfect ceremony ended. Lothaw sighed. He sought out the gorgeously gilded "Taj," or sacred mausoleum erected to his grandfather in the second story front room, and wept over the man he did not know.
Lothaw's heart was touched. His deeply religious convictions were impressed. He instantly went up to this gifted being, confessed, and received absolution. "Tomorrow," he said to himself, "I will partake of the communion, and endow the Church with my vast estates. For the present I'll let the improved cottages go." As Lothaw turned to leave the Cardinal, he was struck by a beautiful face.
Lothaw hardly recognized those wasted Hellenic outlines as he entered the dimly lighted room of the dying woman. She was already a classic ruin, as wrecked and yet as perfect as the Parthenon. He grasped her hand silently. "Open-air speaking twice a week, and Saleratus bread in the rural districts, have brought me to this," she said feebly; "but it is well. The cause progresses.
"We have met before," said Lothaw to the lady as she leaned on his arm, while they visited his stables, the University, and other places of interest in Oxford, "Pray tell me, what is this new religion of yours?" "It is Woman Suffrage, Free Love, Mutual Affinity, and Communism. Embrace it and me." Lothaw did not know exactly what to do.
Lothaw spent the next six months on an Aryan island, in an Aryan climate, and with an Aryan race. "This is an Aryan landscape," said his host, "and that is a Mary Ann statue." It was, in fact, a full-length figure in marble of Mrs. General Camperdown!
"The young ladies are in the garden," said the Duchess. "Don't you want to go and pick a rose?" she added with a gracious smile, and the nearest approach to a wink that was consistent with her patrician bearing and aquiline nose. Lothaw went and presently returned with the blushing Coriander upon his arm. "Bless you, my children," said the Duchess.
Lothaw spent the next six months on an Aryan island, in an Aryan climate, and with an Aryan race. "This is an Aryan landscape," said his host, "and that is a Mary Ann statue." It was, in fact, a full-length figure in marble of Mrs. General Camperdown.
"From your lips, sweet friend," said Lothaw, who came of age and entered the room at the same moment. "No, from my work. It was a very valuable pearl, mamma; papa gave Isaacs and Sons L50,000 for the two." "Ah, indeed," said the Duchess, languidly rising; "let us go to luncheon."
"The Duke gave Lady Montairy some large Cochins the other day," continued the Duchess, changing the subject with delicate tact. "Lady Montairy, Quite contrairy, How do your cochins grow?" sang Lothaw gayly. The Duchess looked shocked. After a prolonged silence, Lothaw abruptly and gravely said:
Perhaps your lordship would like some ropes of pearls?" "About half a cable's length," said Lothaw shortly, "and send them to my lodgings." Mr. Amethyst became thoughtful. "I am afraid I have not the exact number that is excuse me one moment. I will run over to the Tower and borrow a few from the crown jewels." And before Lothaw could prevent him, he seized his hat and left Lothaw alone.
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