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Eden, went in a cab to the office of an individual called Andrew Larkspur, who occupied dingy chambers in Lyon's Inn. The science of the detective officer had not, at that time, reached its present state of perfection; but even then there were men who devoted their lives to the work of private investigations, and the elucidation of the strange secrets and mysteries of social life.
Louis by Lyon's advancing troops, all the mail, with the exception of some secret correspondence which was kept up during the whole of the war, was sent by courier to Little Rock and New Madrid, and from these places forwarded to its destination in the South.
Yet when she went up from the parlor, where the newly-affianced couple sat together, "making-believe" a passion that did not exist, and acting out the sham courtship, proper for the gentleman to pay and the lady to receive when she shut her bedroom door, and there, sitting in the cold, read again and again Robert Lyon's letter to Johanna, so good, so honest; so sad, yet so bravely enduring Hilary was comforted.
In truth Nature herself at the moment suggested that talk was an impertinence. The callers rose to go, with an exchange of neighborhood friendliness and invitations. "I had no idea," said Mr. Lyon, as they walked homeward, "what the New World was like." Mr. Lyon's invitation was for a week. Before the end of the week I was called to New York to consult Mr.
Truly, Mary Lyon was doing a great work, and she could not come down. Between such a life and the ordinary social round there can be no comparison. The English ivy grows thickly over Miss Lyon's grave, covering it like a mantle, and sending out its wealth of green leaves in the spring.
No use to try and struggle out of it, stretching her arms up to Robert Lyon's tender, honest, steadfast heart, there to be sheltered, taken care of, and made happy. No happiness for her! Nothing but to go on enduring and enduring to the end. Such was Hilary's first emotion; morbid perhaps, yet excusable.
Four expeditions, including these, were fitted out; but we have already seen what Parry did. Captain Lyon's attempt to survey the coast failed; so we will follow Franklin in his second venture. The explorer was again accompanied by Doctor Richardson and Lieutenant Back; Mr Kendall and Mr Drummond also went as members of the "staff." Their object was to descend the Mackenzie River to the sea.
"Well," said Gertie, with a look of triumph, "I drove over to Mrs. Lyon's yesterday to see how everything was progressing for that contemplated marriage, and, lo! she informs me the wedding is postponed for the present, and Rex handsome Rex is coming home alone." "No o!" cried both the sisters in chorus. Bess sat bolt upright, and Eve danced around the room clapping her hands.
"Most undoubtedly I know Edith," Charley answers, advancing; "old age may have impaired my faculties, but still I recognize a familiar face when I see it. I told her I thought you would be glad to see her, but I didn't tell her you intended to eat her alive." "You told her! Where? when?" "In the store this afternoon. She came in 'promiscuous' for black Lyon's velvet, wasn't it, Lady Catheron?
Lower and lower drooped the golden bowed head, and a voice like no other voice, like nothing human, said: "I am Rex Lyon's wife, his wretched, unhappy, abandoned wife." Mrs. Tudor dropped her hands with a low cry of dismay. "You will keep my secret," sobbed Daisy; and in her great sorrow she did not notice the lady did not promise. In vain Mrs.
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