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Montressor found hard to pardon, yet might so have done had not my uncle, on his last voyage to the Indies for he went often in his own vessels married and brought home a foreign bride, of whom no one knew aught save that her beauty was a thing to dazzle the day and that she was of some strange alien blood such as ran not in the blue veins of the Montressors.
My aunts were wont to tell me how much I resembled him, being, so they said, a Montressor to the backbone; and this I took to mean commendation, for the Montressors were a well-descended and well-thought-of family, and the women were noted for their beauty. This I could well believe, since of all my aunts there was not one but was counted a pretty woman.
I met him at my sister's, Lady Weybourne's, just before Christmas." "I remember you perfectly," Mr. Draconmeyer assured him courteously. "We have all been admiring your beautiful yacht in the harbour there." "I was thinking of getting up a little cruise before long," Richard continued. "If so, I hope you'll all join us. Flossie is going to be hostess, and the Montressors are passengers already."
But his mother went mad with her remorse, and was kept a prisoner in the Red Room until her death. So lamely told I the tale, as I had heard my Aunt Elizabeth tell it, when she knew not I listened or understood. Alicia heard me through and said nothing, save that it was a tale worthy of the Montressors. Whereat I bridled, for I too was a Montressor, and proud of it.
Something certainly would happen. It would turn out that they were not truly the legitimate children of a real Marchioness. Some beautiful scheme of romance would discover itself to save her and her darlings, and all the Traffords and all the Montressors from the terrible abomination with which they were threatened by these interlopers.
Your people, I know those cold Montressors care little for me, but with all my faults, I have ever been kind to you.
The Montressors had already congratulated themselves on the good fortune of little Lord Frederic; and the speedy death of the Marquis was prophesied, as men and women were quite sure that he would not be able in his present condition to bear the loss of his eldest son.
Then I followed her guilty eyes to the door, where stood my Uncle Hugh, and all the pride and passion of the Montressors sat on his lowering brow. Yet he came forward quietly as Alicia and the snake drew apart and stood up. At first he looked not at his guilty wife but at her lover, and smote him heavily in the face.
And he said, "Do not dance with that man tonight, Alicia. I mistrust him much." His voice had more of a husband's command than a lover's entreaty. She looked at him with some scorn, but when she saw his face grow black for the Montressors brooked scant disregard of their authority, as I had good reason to know she seemed to change, and a smile came to her lips, though her eyes glowed balefully.
Perchance the warmth of your young life may thaw out the ice that has frozen around my heart ever since I came among these cold Montressors." And, though I understood not her meaning, I went, glad to see the Red Room once more.
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