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"No, I will," declared Van, opening the door on the other side, jumping out and running around the carriage. "Here, Polly, take my hand, do." "No, I got here first," said Percy eagerly, his brown glove extended quite beyond Van's hand.
This meant that even if Percy knew, even if he could reach her, he could never set her free, since her safety meant death to two innocent children and to this simple hearted man. It would require more than the ingenuity of the Scarlet Pimpernel himself to untie this Gordian knot. "I don't mind for myself, of course," the old man went on with gentle philosophy. "I have lived my life.
No, no; when my spurs are won, it shall be for some prowess, better than standing stock-still. Malcolm held his tongue, unwilling that Percy should see that he did feel this an achievement; but he was vexed at the lack of reward, fancying that knighthood would be no small step in the favour of that imaginary Esclairmonde whom he had made for himself.
The house of Percy, which engaged frequently in revolt and faction, led the rebellion of 1403 in which Henry Percy, called Hotspur, was killed at the battle of Shrewsbury. Harry Hotspur, whom Shakespeare made in accordance with tradition the fiery and valorous counterpart of Prince Hal, Henry IV.'s heir and Falstaff's companion, was buried in the Minster.
One the whole, he was satisfied with his evening's work: the young actress had well supported him, and had played her part so far with marvellous sang-froid and skill. Sir Percy, whether willingly or blindly, had seemed only too ready to walk into the trap which was being set for him.
Percy Leclaire and Mucluc Charley drowned the faro dealer's objections in applause for so noble a sentiment.
Bellairs told Mr. Percy that he ought to be the best qualified to describe her, because he saw her every day. Then Mr. Percy asked what was her name, and Mr. Bellairs told him. But when Mr. Percy asked Maurice something, he only said, 'Do you believe people can be described, Mr. Percy? I don't; and if I did, I should not make a catalogue of a lady's qualities for the benefit of others."
Then the table was moved into a corner, where the quivering moulds of jelly seemed to keep time to the music; and whilst Percy played, two couple of waltzers actually whirled round the little room. No wonder that the court below was thronged with admirers, that Paley the reading man was in a rage, and Mrs. Flanagan in a state of excitement.
But in any case America was powerless: the balance of the world was overwhelmingly against her. Percy threw himself, as he was, on to his bed, and lay there with drumming pulses, closed eyes and a huge despair at his heart. The world indeed had risen like a giant over the horizons of Rome, and the holy city was no better now than a sand castle before a tide. So much he grasped.
Percy replied, "Undoubtedly, my dear, if you cannot love him; but that is the question. Is it quite certain that you cannot?" "Oh! quite certain I believe." "This certainty seems to have come very suddenly," said her mother, smiling. "What can you mean, mother?" "I mean that you did not show any decided dislike to him, till within these few hours, my dear." "Dislike!
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