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She wore a gown of lustrous rose-colored material, with filmy lace on the throat and bosom, and her splendid hair strayed coyly over her neck and temples. She had never looked more dazzlingly lovely, Nevill thought, and yet He rose quickly from the chair, and then the words of greeting died on his lips. He recoiled like a man who sees a ghost, and a sharp and sudden fear stabbed him.
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It would be like telling a Frenchman you'd never heard of Bordeaux. It's a desert city, bigger than Touggourt, I believe, and by Jove, yes, there's a tremendously important Zaouïa of the same name. Great marabout hangs out there kind of Mussulman pope of the desert. I hope to goodness " "What?" Stephen asked, as Nevill broke off suddenly.
"How very strange!" called out Helen to him, in her scornful, bantering voice; "how strange that we should all have gone out for solitary rambles, and all meet in the same place; and there was Miss Nevill out in the vicarage garden, also on a solitary ramble." "Is Miss Nevill there? I think I will go on and call upon her," said Denis. "You too, Mr. Wilde!" cried Helen.
What with antique heraldry and utilitarian furniture, you would have said there was no place there for anything so frivolously pretty as Mrs. Nevill Tyson; unless, indeed, her figure served to give the finishing touch to the ridiculous medley. The sight of Thorneytoft would have taken the heart out of Mrs. Wilcox if anything could. Mrs.
Arab babies have to come as best they can sent into the world anyhow; for storks are men who didn't do their religious duties in the most approved style, so they have to revisit the world next time in the form of beneficent birds." But Nevill did not want to answer questions about storks and their habits. He had tired of them in a moment, and was passionately interested in mules.
"You can't think what this is like after school in Potterston and cheap boarding-houses in New York and London," she said, laughing when the others laughed. Stephen was longing to see her in the lily-garden, which, to his mind, might have been made for her; and after luncheon he asked Lady MacGregor if he and Nevill might show it to Miss Ray.
Nevill told stories of the days when Tlemcen had queened it over the west, and coined her own money; of the marabouts after whom the most famous mosques were named: Sidi-el-Haloui, the confectioner-saint from Seville, who preached to the children and made them sweetmeats; of the lawyer-saint, Sidi Aboul Hassan from Arabia, and others.
"H'm. Did he say anything about my letters in the Herald?" Mrs. Nevill Tyson hesitated. "N-no. Not much." "What did he say!" "Oh I think he only said it was rather a pity you'd mixed yourself up with it." "Damn his impertinence!" He flicked the card with a disdainful fingernail and followed his wife into the drawing-room. She gave him some tea to keep him quiet; he drank it in passionate gulps.
No doubt Tyson's method was extremely amusing and effective, and his sparkling periods proved the enemy's dullness up to the hilt; unfortunately, the prosy but responsible representations of Smedley had more weight with committees. Only two people really appreciated that correspondence. They were Mrs. Nevill Tyson and Miss Batchelor.
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