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Old Miss Quisanté's advice recurred to her mind; was this the nice husband who would give her a safety not incompatible with a continued interest in Alexander Quisanté? She smiled regretfully; Marchmont did not fit at all into Aunt Maria's scheme. "I don't want to question you," he said, "but if you will speak plainly to me I shall be glad. The change came at Ashwood?"
Marchmont unloaded from his bag a portentous bundle of papers, and we addressed ourselves to the business in hand. "Now," said Marchmont, "let me repeat what I said before. Legally speaking, we have no case not the ghost of one. But my client wished to take your opinion, and I agreed on the bare chance that you might detect some point that we had overlooked.
"Yes," said Marchmont, "but it is the only thing to be done. As Dr. Jervis says, we must take it that Thorndyke has something solid to base his opinion on. He doesn't make elementary mistakes. And, of course, if what he says is correct, Mr. Stephen's position is totally changed." "Bah!" exclaimed Winwood, "he has found a mare's nest, I tell you.
"The day was balmy, like one of our bright June days, and beeches and maples, firs and cedars, were beautiful to behold in their autumn loveliness. "Our first call was at Mr. V -'s. He was a widower, and, finding his home lonely, had sought at Marchmont for a little one to love and cheer him.
Susanna burst into laughter, and when she said good-night to Caesar she squeezed his hand energetically. "Susanna Marchmont," Caesar wrote to his friend Alzugaray, "is a beautiful woman, rich, and apparently intelligent. She has given me to understand that she feels a certain inclination for me, and if I please her well enough, she will get a divorce and marry me.
Look out for the flagstaff at the gate, and presint my respects to the general. Sure, 't was a fine donation for the orphans he donated!" It was two o'clock of a moonlight night when Captain Marchmont and his troopers took the road to Williamsport. They passed through the silent camp, gave the word to the last sentry, and emerged upon the quiet countryside. "Was a courier before them?"
They had been accustomed to do so when he was abroad, and the authorities seem to have allowed the practice to continue." Thorndyke reflected a while, running his eye over the notes on the slips of paper in his hand, and Marchmont surveyed him with a malicious smile. Presently the latter remarked: "Methinks the learned counsel is floored." Thorndyke laughed.
Morewood," the Dean advised mildly. "I know what he means," said Marchmont. "And, yes, I rather wish I could do it." Morewood began to instance the great men who had done it, including in his list many whom the common opinion that he praised would not have characterised at all in the same way. At each name Marchmont denied either the greatness or the pliancy.
"Miss Marsden," said Hemstead, tarnestly, as they were driving up the avenue to the Marchmont residence, "when you stood beside me this morning I pointed you to a world without, whose strange and marvellous beauty excited your wonder and delight. You seem to me on the border of a more beautiful world, the spiritual world of love and faith in God.
He was scarcely ever seen in Society. And it was freely rumoured that he hated women. Nina Marchmont, moreover, had always treated him with marked coldness, as if to demonstrate the fact that his wealth held no attractions for her.
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