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Updated: May 23, 2025
I will acknowledge that there was some dissimulation in this conduct of Master Raymond's, and Joseph Putnam by no means approved of it. "How you can go smiling around that den of big and little she-wolves, patting the head of one, and playing with the paw of another, I cannot understand, friend Raymond. I would not do it to save my life." "Nor I," answered Master Raymond gravely.
She inclined to this view in preference even to what she knew was Ellis Raymond's real conviction, that they were a set of hysterical and vicious girls and women who had rendered themselves half-insane by tampering for a whole winter with their nervous and spiritual organizations; until they could scarcely now distinguish the true from the untrue, the real from the unreal, good from evil, or light from darkness.
"It would make you feel better, I've no doubt," remarked Kittie, who sat by the window stitching ruffles, with a lady-like air, while a great bouquet ornamented the sill, shedding its fragrance through the room; it having been brought that morning by the polite colored man from Raymond's, with a tiny, three-cornered card, fastened to a rose-bud, and reading: "FOR MISS KITTIE, FROM PANSY,"
"What does he want to come here for, I wonder?" continued Barbara. "Silly monkey! you should just see him in his white waistcoat and shiny boots faugh!" And she choked with wrath. Raymond's presence certainly did not contribute very much to the happiness of the party. He monopolized the conversation at tea-time, was very high and mighty in his manner, and patronized everybody in turn.
But that the story should be true or based on truth as now appeared from Raymond's anger, had never occurred to Richard. Had he suspected such a thing, he must have deplored it, but he certainly would not have mentioned it. He went out now without a word and held it the wisest policy not to see his angry customer again that night.
Upon the platform was a chair of carved ivory, and in the chair sat a man with a long white beard falling over his breast, and an ermine mantle on his shoulders. One foot rested on a golden footstool, thereby showing a fine silk stocking with embroidered clocks. The sight of that stocking made Raymond's heart beat.
At last the crisis came: the night when parliament, which had so long delayed its choice, must decide: as the hour of twelve passed, and the new day began, it was by virtue of the constitution dissolved, its power extinct. We assembled at Raymond's house, we and our partizans. At half past five o'clock we proceeded to the House.
There is some comfort in thinking that it is we, not the loved one, that have the harder part. I grieve especially for Raymond's wife, whose suffering I fear must be what is unbearable.
For it meant that an incident that Raymond was striving to reconcile with the ways of youth a sowing of wild oats not destined to damage future crops had appeared to the easy-going publican as a thing to be stoutly contradicted an act quite incompatible with Raymond's record and credit.
Early on the following afternoon Wargrave borrowed Raymond's bamboo cart and pony for he had sold his own trap and horses before going on leave to England and had not yet had time to buy new ones and drove to the Residency.
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