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"Now I see it in the full light, I have taken a fancy to it myself," said Lord Newhaven. "I never saw anything the least like it. I don't think I can allow you to appropriate it, Miss West. You are sweeping up all the best things." "I have a verr' pretty thing for gentlemen," said Fräulein. "Herr B-r-r-rown has just bought one." "Very elaborate, indeed. Bible-markers, I presume? Oh, braces!
That help should come through such a recognized channel as a Bishop could surprise no one, least of all Lady Newhaven, who had had the greatest faith in the clergy all her life, but, nevertheless, so overwhelmed was she by despair and its physical sensations, that she very nearly refused to see the Bishop when he called. Her faith even in lawn sleeves momentarily tottered.
It became difficult to tell, and, according to the teller, more and more liable to misconstruction. Rachel's heart ached as bit by bit the inevitable development was finally reached in floods of tears. "And you remember that night you were at an evening party here," sobbed Lady Newhaven, casting away all her mental notes and speaking extempore.
Crossing the Channel from Southampton to Havre by night, or from Newhaven to Dieppe by day, we proceed at once to the town of PONT AUDEMER, situated about six miles from Quillebeuf and eight from Honfleur, both on the left bank of the Seine. From Havre, Pont Audemer may be reached in a few hours, by water, and from Dieppe, Rouen or Paris there is now railway communication.
We know them no more, neither remember them, for love and truth are one. Hugh strode across to Lady Newhaven, took the letter from her, and threw it into the heart of the fire. Then he turned to Rachel. "I drew the short lighter," he said. "I meant to take the consequences at first, but when the time came I did not. Partly I was afraid, and partly I could not leave you."
He should not have had the presence of mind if Rachel had not been concerned. He had not finished with Lady Newhaven. He should have trouble yet with her, hideous scenes, in which the corpse of his dead lust would be dragged up, a thing to shudder at, out of its nettly grave. He could bear it. He must bear it. Nothing would induce him to marry Lady Newhaven, as she evidently expected.
I do not know what Newhaven thinks now, but I sometimes doubt whether he would not have been wiser to shake off the detaining hand, and pursue his lonely way, first into the house, and ultimately to his aunt's. He stopped dead. "I I was obliged to give him an an opportunity," said Miss Trix, having the grace to stumble a little in her speech. "And and it's all your fault."
Only o' course it ain't. Else he wouldn't ha' said it." On the top of the Downs, facing the wind that blew straight from the sun sinking over Newhaven into the sea, they paused to breathe. Beneath them stretched the Weald, and the great saucer of Pevensey Bay ringed about with a line of brown sand fringed with foam.
Count Lionel of Newhaven was building one of his own, and three big freighters shuttled across the three thousand light-years between Tanith and Gram. Sesar Karvall, who had never recovered from his wounds, had died; Lady Lavina had turned the barony and the business over to her brother, Burt Sandrasan, and gone to live on Excalibur.
Newhaven was looking up from below with an "enchanted" smile the word is Trix's own; I should probably have used a different one. Was then the curate of Poltons utterly defeated brought to his knees, only to be spurned? It seemed so; and he came down to dinner that night with a subdued and melancholy expression.
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