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Then Christopher came down to his lodgings at Gravesend, and was very unhappy; and after some days of misery, he wrote a letter to Rosa in a moment of impatience, despondency, and passion. Rosa Lusignan got worse and worse. The slight but frequent hemorrhage was a drain upon her system, and weakened her visibly.
Staines looked at Rosa, and then at her father. The agony in that aged face, and the love that agony implied, won him, and it was to the parent he turned to give his verdict. "The hemorrhage is from the lungs" Lusignan interrupted him: "From the lungs!" cried he, in dismay. "Yes; a slight congestion of the lungs." "But not incurable! Oh, not incurable, doctor!" "Heaven forbid!
Snell says it is, and Mr. Wyman?" "By all means after I have seen her." This comforted Mr. Lusignan. He was to get an independent judgment, at all events. When they reached the top of the stairs, Dr. Staines paused and leaned against the baluster. "Give me a moment," said he. "The patient must not know how my heart is beating, and she must see nothing in my face but what I choose her to see.
Then, turning to the latter, he said, "We had better proceed to examine the patient." "Certainly," said Mr. Lusignan. "She is in the drawing-room;" and he led the way, and was about to enter the room, when Wyman informed him it was against etiquette for him to be present at the examination. "Oh, very well!" said he. "Yes, I see the propriety of that.
Fortunately for Zara, and for the audience, in the next scenes the part of Lusignan was performed by a gentleman who had been well used to acting though he was not a man of any extraordinary capacity, yet, from his habit of the boards, and his being perfect in his part, he now seemed quite a superior person.
He is one of those soft, gentle creatures, that come into the world with what your canting fools call a mission; and his mission is to take care of number one. Not dishonestly, mind you, nor violently, nor rudely, but doucely and calmly. The care a brute like me takes of his vitals, that care Lusignan takes of his outer cuticle. His number one is a sensitive plant.
Then, once for all, do pray let me put this delicate matter into your hands: it is a case for parental authority." "Unfatherly tyranny, that means," said Rosa. "What business have gentlemen interfering in such things? It is unheard of. I will not submit to it, even from papa." "Well, you need not scream at me," said Mr. Lusignan; and he shrugged his shoulders to Staines.
This, sir, is the rationale of the complaint; and it is to you I must look for the cure. To judge from my other female patients, and from the few words Miss Lusignan has let fall, I fear we must not count on any very hearty co-operation from her: but you are her father, and have great authority; I conjure you to use it to the full, as you once used it to my sorrow in this very room.
"Oh, Rosa!" cried Falcon, affecting utter dismay. "Publicly publicly: he has had the banns of marriage cried in the church, without my permission." "Don't raise your voice so loud, child. All the house will hear you." "I choose all the house to hear me. I will not endure it. I will never marry you now never!" "Rosa, my child," said Lusignan, "you need not scold poor Falcon, for I am the culprit.
Within six weeks of Louis VIII.'s death, Hugh of Lusignan, the viscount of Thouars, Savary de Mauléon, and many other Poitevin barons, concluded treaties with Richard of Cornwall, by which in return for lavish concessions they went back to the English obedience.
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