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Something of the utmost importance to German interests. That's why the Château Larouge was refitted, why the Villa de Carjorac was burnt down, and why this Monsieur Gaston Merode became engaged to Mademoiselle Athalie." "Oh, how could you know that, Mr. Cleek? Nobody ever suspected.
The reaction came, and, with the despairing cries of Merode and Lanisterre ringing in her ears, she sank back, weak, white, almost fainting and, leaning against the side of the archway, began to laugh and to sob hysterically. Merode seized that one moment and sprang to the breach.
With one sudden push she sent the boy reeling down the incline into the dry water-course, flashed round sharply, and before Merode really knew how the thing happened, she was standing with her back to the arch and a revolver in her levelled hand. "Throw up your arms throw them up at once, or, as God hears me, I'll shoot!" she cried. "Run, Ceddie run, baby!
The command of the new force was offered to the brave and experienced General Lamoriciere. At first he hesitated, the cause of the Pope, as regarded his temporal power, was already so much compromised. Finally, on the representation of the Reverend Count de Merode, he gave his consent. It was pure sacrifice. No success could add to his military renown. And success was impossible.
And lo! here they were, howling and crowding about him dirks in their hands and devils in their eyes and hearts and the paper not his yet! A clamour rose as they poured in; the dancers ceased to dance; the music ceased to play; and Margot, shutting a tight clutch on the loosened part of her half-unfastened bodice, swung away from Cleek's side, and flew in a panic to Merode.
This way, if you please, Miss Lorne." "Thank you," she said as she alighted and moved slowly in the direction of the door, soothing the child as they crept along almost within touch of the crumbling wall. "Ceddie, darling, don't cry. You are a brave little hero, I know, and heroes are never afraid to die." From the tail of her eye she watched Merode.
Then doubt fled. His brain throbbed, and the world grew black. "Diane! My God!" fell from his lips. "Fancy her turning up!" Nevill whispered to Drexell. "It's a bad business," Jimmie replied; he, as well as Nevill, had known Diane Merode while she was Jack's wife. The woman came closer; she shrugged her shoulders mockingly. "Jack my husband," she said. "Have you no welcome for me?"
She was pretty in a daringly demure fashion, like a wicked little Puritan, or a poverty-stricken Cleo de Merode, with her smooth brown hair parted in the middle, drawn severely down over her ears, framing the lovely oval of her face and ending in a simple coil at the neck. Some serpent's wisdom had told Sophy to eschew puffs. But I think her prettiness could have triumphed even over those.
"Let me have him whilst I may; let me hold him to the last, Monsieur Merode. His mother trusts me. She will want to know that I I stood by him until I could stand no longer. Please! we are so helpless I am so fond of him, and he is such a very little boy. Listen! You want me to write to Mr. Cleek; you want me to ask something of him. I won't do it for myself, not if you kill me for refusing.
Their foreign policy was, in the same way, inspired by a firm attachment to their past and a firmer belief in their future. The London Conference was not long in realizing, when faced by such men as Lebeau, Van de Weyer and De Mérode, that they had not merely to deal with vague idealists or eloquent demagogues. It is not enough to say that Belgium was well represented.
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