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It sounded estimable enough; but her young heart hungered for happiness also, and at the moment that seemed lost for ever. The downcast face was so pitiful that the tears came into Mrs Rendell's eyes as she watched it. "Don't think of the future, dear," she said fondly. "Take each day as it comes, and try to bear it bravely, and I'll help you in every way I can.
Such was the character given to Gervase Vanburgh in Miss Elsie Rendell's diary that evening; and perhaps for once the youthful author was not far wrong in her conclusions! The next morning at ten o'clock the Italian servant was entrusted with a message from his master which created a wild excitement in the Rendell family.
The irritation had faded from Mrs Rendell's face, and given place to an expression of anxious tenderness; for Lilias's indifference to Ned's letter was but another strengthening of the growing conviction that the girl's feeling for her lover fell short of what it should rightly be.
Those are exactly my own sentiments, only I could not have put them into words. I had no idea you were so eloquent. Now, another definition, please. What is a flirt?" "A flirt!" An expression of the most complete amazement passed over Gervase Vanburgh's face as he echoed the word, for this was, indeed, the last question which he had expected to hear from Nan Rendell's lips.
If I had been willing, which I wasn't, she never would have consented. She had the rather irrational prejudices of her type and class, and persisted in regarding me, or professing to regard me, as answerable for Rendell's death. It wasn't true," said Lawrence, turning his eyes on Isabel without any attempt to veil their agony. "If I'd meant to shoot him I should have shot him to his face.
Nothing else, no torment of his own thoughts, not Rendell's last pangs nor his wife's beauty young again in death had ever made Hyde weep: if Rendell had died hard, Lawrence had lived equally hard, locking up his frightful trouble in his own breast, escaping from it when he could, cursing it and fighting against it when it threatened to overpower him.
It would be an opportunity for a quiet tete-a-tete, which was rarely to be gained in the midst of such a large family; and if Mrs Rendell's surmises were correct, surely surely! But Ned did not even rise from his seat beside the hammock: he only waved his hand and nodded an unclouded farewell.
I should have warned you, my dear, if I had had any responsibilities of that description." "So you would I forgot that." Isabel lay silent a moment, nestling her closed eyelids against his throat. "Lawrence, my darling, I don't want to hurt you; but tell me, did she have any children after she left you?" "Yes one, a boy: Rendell's." "What became of him after Rendell died?"
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