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Christopher Seaton and his brother Alexander, the Earl of Athole, Sir Simon Fraser, Sir Herbert de Moreham, Sir David Inchmartin, Sir John Somerville, Sir Walter Logan, and many other Scotchmen of noble degree, had also been captured and executed, their only offence being that they had fought for their country.
But as the memory of those anxious hours swept over her she looked at Lady Moreham, and wondered that she should so have opened her heart in that time of waiting, for just now she seemed as stately and unapproachable as ever. Then, too, it was so tantalizing that her story should have been broken off in the middle, and left there. Would they ever hear its close? It did not seem likely.
As they emerged she found herself close by Lady Moreham, also walking, who remarked carelessly, "You look solemn, Miss Hosmer." "Do I? I think all this strength and power are wonderful, don't you, my lady?" "Yes, and awful! It oppresses me. When England lays her hand on anything it is a heavy hand. The victim must yield, or die." "And yet, surely our people are comfortable and wisely ruled?
Did you know Lady Moreham before this trip? I thought " He turned a quizzical look upon Hope's eager face, and laughed a little. "Better think more about things that concern yourself, little one, and not be speculating about my passengers, or you'll get to be another Mrs. Campbell," and, kissing both girls, he gently seated Faith in his large chair and hurried out.
An hour or so later the girls were resting idly in their own stateroom, when Faith asked, suddenly. "What do you think of my lady? Do you like her any better?" "You mean Lady Moreham? Yes, I think I do. What was she saying to you, anyhow, in the placa?" "Not much. Simply asking questions. I did the talking."
As she spoke she rose, with instinctive courtesy, and offered her chair, bringing another from a little distance for herself. Lady Moreham accepted it with an absent manner, and, sinking into it, said quickly, with agitation in her tones, "I must ask you a question or two, but not out of curiosity, believe me. Was this address written by some one you know a friend?" Faith smiled.
Quite suddenly they came upon the captain who was, to the great astonishment of his daughters, walking leisurely about in company with Lady Moreham and Mrs. Poinsett. They all stopped to exchange greetings, and finally wandered over to the open side of the square, where is a fine view of the Tagus, with its varied shipping and busy shores.
I wonder if they fly out into the heat just for the fun of cooling off afterwards?" "Quite a suggestion, Mrs. Campbell!" laughed the traveler. "I believe I'll try it," and, bowing lightly, with a flash of the eyes that met her own in quick defiance, he turned away. As he passed around the bulkhead screening Lady Moreham, she rose and said in a low voice, "I want to thank you!
"Lady Moreham, I am not an inquisitive man, but several times I have been on the point of asking you a question." He could see that she shrank, but continued obliviously, "Have you any kinsman by the name of Duncan Glendower Moreham, from Kent, England?" She turned with a gasp, white to the lips. "Why?" she whispered with an effort, "Why?"
But the lips had closed sternly, and Lady Moreham, seemingly quite forgetful of her young auditors, was gazing far away. Faith ventured, at length, to jog her consciousness. "You asked me, once, a good deal about Brookline were you there too?" The lady nodded, then turned and looked at her with a quizzical glance. "Ah, child, never be so curious to hear a sad story!
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