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But she grasped in an instant her advantage. "That by being here I should feel that I came between you and your husband. That by being here I made it more difficult for you." "I should not be happier if you were away if what you think is true, should I?" said Karen. "Yes, my child," Madame von Marwitz returned, and now almost with severity. "You would.
Gregory rose from his letters and his eyes went from her face to Karen's, both showing their traces of tears. "It is au revoir, then," said Madame von Marwitz, standing before him, her arm round Karen's shoulders. "I am happy in my child's happiness, Mr. Jardine. You have made her happy, and I thank you. You will lend her to me, sometimes? You will be generous with me and let me see her?"
That'll be the trouble with most of your friends, I reckon. Who's your other letter from?" Madame von Marwitz roused herself from her state of contemplation. She opened the second letter saying, tersely: "Scrotton." "She ain't likely to take sides with Karen," Mrs.
On his right, Von Marwitz had become stuck in the marshes of the Dniester between Droholycz and Komarno. The Bavarians on the north again let fly their big guns against the forts round Dunkoviczki on May 31, 1915. At four in the afternoon they ceased fire; the forts and defenses were crumpled up into a shapeless mass of wreckage.
She pressed her hands upon her heart, to still its stormy beatings; she looked with staring, wide-opened eyes toward the door through which Pollnitz must enter, and she shuddered as she looked upon the ever-smiling, immovable face of the courtier, who now entered her boudoir, with Mademoiselle von Marwitz at his side.
Very different was the impression made by this name upon the two ladies. The eager countenance of Mademoiselle von Marwitz expressed cool displeasure; while the princess, blushing and confused, turned aside to conceal the happy smile which played upon her full, rosy lips. Pollnitz, who had seen all this, wished to give the princess time to collect herself.
Madame von Marwitz looked up presently at a wonderful little clock of gold and enamel that stood before her and then struck, not impatiently, but with an intensification of the air of melancholy, an antique silver bell that stood beside the clock. Louise entered. "Where is Mademoiselle?" Madame von Marwitz asked, speaking in French.
It'll buy me a nice little cottage somewhere and I can settle down and have a garden and chickens and live on what I've got." "How much was it, the annuity?" Madame von Marwitz asked after a moment. "A hundred and ten pounds a year," said Mrs. Talcott. "But you cannot live on that," Madame von Marwitz, after another moment, said. "Why, gracious sakes, of course I can, Mercedes," Mrs.
Oh, I will reward him as if I were a rich queen, and not a poor, forsaken, sorrowful princess." "Write, princess, write," cried Pollnitz, eagerly: "but not have the goodness to give me the hundred louis d'or before Mademoiselle Marwitz returns. I promised them to Weingarten for his news; you can add to them the ducats you were graciously pleased to bestow upon me."
"My child, your life is left you," said Madame von Marwitz, holding her close and speaking with her lips in the girl's hair. "Your husband's love is left; the happiness that you chose and that I shall shatter if I stay; ah, yes, my Karen, how deny it now? I see my path. It is plain before me. To-night I go to Mrs. Forrester and to-morrow I breathe the air of Cornwall." "But Tante wait wait.
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