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"One of them was his son, the Captain; one was his daughter, Miss Bervie; and the third was that smooth-tongued old soldier, Major Mulvany. If the escape of Mr. Bowmore and Mr. Linwood is in contemplation, mark my words: the persons whom I have just mentioned will be concerned in it and perhaps Miss Charlotte herself as well.
He withdrew without waiting for a reply. Percy looked round wonderingly at Major Mulvany. "Strange!" he said, "I feel rather attracted toward Captain Bervie; and he seems to have taken such a dislike to me that he can hardly behave with common civility. What does it mean?" "I'll tell you," answered the Major, confidentially.
Percy spoke to her hopefully and kindly, as he kissed her cheek at parting. On the next morning, a letter, addressed to Mrs. Bowmore, was delivered at the cottage by private messenger. Opening the letter, she recognized the handwriting of her husband's old friend, and her old friend Major Mulvany.
Major Mulvany snug in his bed, and as innocent as the babe unborn. Oh, they did their duty! Searched the place from the kitchen to the garrets and gave it up. There's but one thing I regret I let the spy off without a good thrashing. No matter. I'll do it yet, one of these days.
'You didn' often kiss me that way before, said he and I know what you're kissing me for now. 'No, I said, 'I did not; because I had no notion then of losing you, my own darling Paul you don't know how I loved you all along, Paul, said I; 'kiss me again, jewel. 'Now, said he, I'm not going to leave you sixpence, and I'll tell you why I saw young Charley Mulvany, that you were courting before I married you I saw him, I say, through the windy there, kiss you, with my own eyes, when you thought I was asleep and you put your arms about his neck and hugged him, said he.
While Percy was absorbed over this strange discovery, Major Mulvany had got within speaking distance of the young lady and of her mother, as they stood together in conversation with Captain Bervie. "My dear Mrs. Bowmore, how well you are looking! My dear Miss Charlotte, what a sensation you have made already!
Go home," he continued, "and if you be advised by me, you will marry Charley Mulvany without loss of time." A man rather advanced in years next came in, and taking his seat, wiped his face and gave a deep groan. "Well, my friend," said the conjurer, "in what way can I serve you?" "God knows it's hard to tell that," he replied "but I'm troubled." "What troubles you?"
What's the matter? You don't seem to be listening to me." This last remark was perfectly justified. In telling the Captain's love-story, Major Mulvany had revived his young friend's memory of the lady in the blue dress, who had haunted the visions of Doctor Lagarde. "Tell me," said Percy, "what is Miss Bowmore like? Is there anything remarkable in her personal appearance?
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