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But now that this strong resolve had been brought forth, an ease and peace were his that seemed to prove to him how right he was, how wrong must aught else have been. Lord Ostermore came in. He announced that they would be dining alone together. "Her ladyship," he explained, "has gone forth in person to seek Lord Rotherby.
He went over the ground again slowly, inch by inch, exerting constant pressure, until he was suddenly rewarded by a click. The small trap disclosed itself. He pulled it up, and took some papers from the recess. He spread them before him. They were the documents he sought the king's letter to Ostermore, and Ostermore's reply, signed and ready for dispatch.
"I am following my Lord Carteret's orders to the letter. I am to effect no arrest until I have positive evidence." "Yet you are detaining me. What does this amount to but an arrest?" Mr. Green disdained to answer. Leduc entered, and Mr. Caryll turned to Lord Ostermore.
Lord Ostermore heaved a sigh of relief; the hard look had faded from Hortensia's eyes. "What is't ye mean, giving me this rubbish?" "I offer you my excuses for the contents of my pockets," said Mr. Caryll. "Ye see, I did not expect to be honored by your inquisition. Had I but known " Mr. Green struck an attitude. "Now attend to me, sir! I am a servant of His Majesty's Government."
She may not have been the only person living to despise Lord Ostermore; but she was certainly the only one with the courage to manifest her contempt, and that in no circumscribed terms.
Had Ostermore been different, perhaps it had been easier. I cannot say. As it is, I see in him a weakling, a man of inferior intellect, who does not judge things as you and I judge them, whose life cannot have been guided by the rules that serve for men of stronger purpose." "You find excuses for him?
Hortensia was on her feet, eyes flashing, cheeks aflame. "I am witness to that," said Lord Ostermore, coming in through the side-entrance. Mr. Caryll was the only one who had seen him approach. The earl's face that had wont to be so florid, was now pale and careworn, and he seemed to have lost flesh during the past month. He turned to her ladyship.
"I rescued that document, together with some letters which my mother wrote my father when first he returned to England and which are superfluous now from a secret drawer in that desk, an hour ago." "But what is it?" inquired Rotherby huskily. "What is it?" "It is the certificate of the marriage of my father, the late Lord Ostermore, and my mother, Antoinette de Maligny, at the Church of St.
"'Love doth to her eyes repair To help him of his blindness." Sir Richard watched him, displeasure growing in his face. "So!" he said at last. "Is that the reason?" "The reason of what?" quoth Mr. Caryll, recalled from his sweet rapture. "The reason of these fresh qualms of yours. The reason of all this sympathy for Ostermore; this unwillingness to perform the sacred duty that is yours."
Mr. Caryll inquired. "Ah, but let that pass. I do not rally, madam. Mockery is far indeed from my intention." He turned again to Rotherby. "Lord Ostermore was a father to you, which he never was to me knew not that he was. The sentiments you so beautifully expressed to Mr. Templeton are the sentiments that actuate me now, though I shall make no attempt to express them.
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