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Rocke, earnestly, "pray come up to poor Clara's room and speak to her, if you can possibly say anything to comfort her; she is weeping herself into a fit of illness at the bare thought of being, so soon after her dreadful bereavement, torn away from her home and friends." "Tut! tut! no use in weeping! all will yet be right."
She is very handsome still; she shall be my slave!" Then, perceiving the presence of John, he said: "Lead the way to my room, sirrah, and then go and order my fellow to bring up my portmanteau." John devoutly pulled his forelocks as he bowed low and then went on, followed by Colonel Le Noir. Marah Rocke meanwhile had gained the privacy of her own chamber, where all her firmness deserted her.
Oh, say that, sir! to give me the courage to act with becoming docility," pleaded Clara. "I have not a doubt in this world that it will all be right, for, however Colonel Le Noir may choose to disregard the last wishes of your father, as attested by myself and young Rocke, I have not the least idea that the judge will pass them over.
Rocke, with good intentions towards me. Let me ask you to put yourself in my place. I am barely forty years old, and I am rich. I want to make the most of my life under the somewhat peculiar circumstances. How and where should you live?" "It depends a little upon your tastes, of course," Rocke answered. "You are a sportsman, are you not?" "I am fond of sport," Wingrave answered. "At least I was.
"There may be time to arrest that journey," said Doctor Williams, arising and taking his hat to go. In the passage he met Mrs. Rocke. "Dear Doctor Williams," said Mrs.
Among the rest the sum of a thousand dollars was left to his young friend Traverse Rocke, and another thousand to his esteemed neighbor Marah Rocke. Gabriel Le Noir was appointed sole executor of the will, trustee of the property and guardian of the heiress. At the conclusion of the reading Mr. Sauter folded the document and laid it upon the table.
He had a search before he discovered her at last in the drawing-room, arranging it for their evening fireside gathering. "Come, mother, and sit down by me on this sofa, for I have glorious tidings for your ear! Dear Clara sent me from her own side to tell you!" "Ah, still thinking always thinking, madly thinking of the doctor's daughter! Poor, poor boy!" said Mrs. Rocke.
"I forget nothing, Marah Rocke; nor do I violate this sanctuary of sorrow" here he sank his voice below his usual low tones "when I speak of the passion that maddened my youth and withered my manhood a passion whose intensity was its excuse for all extravagances and whose enduring constancy is its final, full justification!"
The servant who had admitted him had scarcely retired when Marah looked up and her eyes and those of the stranger met and "Marah Rocke!!!" "Colonel Le Noir!!!" Burst simultaneously from the lips of each. Le Noir first recovered himself, and, holding out both hands, advanced toward her with a smile as if to greet an old friend.
Before he had finished this sentence Marah Rocke had calmly arisen and pulled the bell rope. "What mean you by that, Marah?" he inquired. Before she replied a servant, in answer to the bell, came to the door and tried the latch, and, finding it locked, rapped.
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