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"From my heart I thank you that you can even think of such things at such a time and after what I have done." "Oh, as to what you have done I understand that you are a fool, O'Moy. There's no more to be said. You are to consider yourself under arrest. I must do it if you were my own brother, which, thank God, you're not. Come, Grant. Good-bye, O'Moy." And he held out his hand to him.
How could I interfere? Besides, the minister who demanded that undertaking knew nothing of the relationship between O'Moy and this missing officer." "But but he could have been told." "That would have made no difference unless it were to create fresh difficulties." She stood there ghostly white against the gloom. A dry sob broke from her. "Terence did that! Terence did that!" she moaned.
The fight whoever fought it took place in the quadrangle there at midnight." He was overcome with astonishment, and he showed it. "Upon my soul," he said, "I do not appear to have been told any of the facts. Strange that O'Moy should never have mentioned that," he muttered, and then inquired suddenly: "Where was Tremayne arrested?" "Here," she informed him. "Here? He was here, then, at midnight?
She stared at him, her brows knitting. "But I don't understand." "Is it not plain? Whatever happens, you must not suffer, Lady O'Moy. No man of feeling, and I least of any, could endure it. And since if your brother were to suffer that must bring suffering to you, you may count upon me to shield him." "You are very good, Count. But shield him from what?" "From whatever may threaten.
"Ye'll take advantage of it whether ye like it or not," blazed Sir Terence at him. "I mean you to take advantage of it. D' ye think I'll suffer any man to cast a slur upon Lady O'Moy? I'll be sending my friends to wait on you to-day, Count; and by God! Tremayne himself shall be one of them." Thus did the hot-headed fellow deliver himself into the hands of his enemy.
Had it not been for the dominant fear that the shedding of tears would render her countenance unsightly, Lady O'Moy would have yielded to her feelings and wept. Heroically in the cause of her own flawless beauty she conquered the almost overmastering inclination. "I I have been so troubled about Richard," she faltered. "It is preying upon my mind." "Poor dear!"
She had reddened slightly. "But I should not like to see Captain Tremayne or any other British officer embroiled in a duel. You forget Lord Wellington's order which they were discussing, and the consequences of infringing it." Lady O'Moy became scared. "You don't imagine " Sylvia spoke quickly: "I am certain that unless you take Captain Tremayne away, and at once, there will! be serious trouble."
"And they must prevail," he had exclaimed in a glow of enthusiasm, his dark eyes flashing. "It is inconceivable that they should ever yield to the French, although the odds of numbers may lie so heavily against them." "Are the odds of numbers so heavy?" said Lady O'Moy in surprise, opening wide those almost childish eyes of hers. "Alas! anything from three to five to one.
And here let it be recorded that he was nobly and stoutly served in Lisbon by Sir Terence O'Moy. Pressure upon the Council resulted in the measures demanded being carried out. But much time had been lost through the intrigues of the Souza faction, with the result that those measures, although prosecuted now more vigorously, never reached the full extent which Wellington had desired.
When Lady O'Moy returned indoors in the gathering dusk she was followed at a respectful distance by the limping fugitive, who might, had he been seen, have been supposed some messenger, or perhaps some person employed about the house or gardens coming to her ladyship for instructions. No one saw them, however, and they gained the dressing-room and thence the alcove in complete safety.
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