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Swinging round on the ball of his right foot, lightly and gracefully as a dancing master, and with no sign of haste or fear in his amazing speed, he let the other's hard-driven blade glance past him, to meet nothing but the empty air. As a result, by the very force of the stroke, Rotherby found himself over-reached and carried beyond his point of aim; while Mr.
"I would I were as sure of Heaven." "I think you may be just about as sure," Mr. Caryll rejoined, entirely unperturbed, and he sauntered forward towards Hortensia. Rotherby and his mother watched him, exchanging glances. Then Rotherby shrugged and sneered. "'Tis his bluster," said he. "He'll be a farceur to the end. I doubt he's half-witted." Mr. Caryll never heeded him.
Do you remember how Stapleton and Collis spoke up for me, declared that they had known me from boyhood at Oxford, and had visited me at my chateau in France? What was the name of that chateau, my lord do you remember?" Rotherby looked at him, searching his memory. But he did not need to search far. At first glance the name of Maligny had seemed familiar to him.
One glance he gave the countess, then smiled. "I have sought at your hands the reasons why you should desire my death," said he slowly. "You withhold them. Be it so. I take it that you are ashamed of them; and so, their nature is not difficult to conjecture." "Sir " began Rotherby, hotly, half-starting from his seat. "Nay, let him trundle on, Charles," said his mother. "He'll be the sooner done."
It may seem impertinent to you to interfere in anybody else's concerns. I cannot help it. It is for your sake. The present position is impossible!" "You are not staying here to-night?" she asked. "To-night, no!" I answered. "I will let you know directly I return." "There is one thing else, Capitaine Rotherby. Could you promise it to me, I wonder?" "I will try," I answered.
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.
There was a stir, and men drew back, leaving an open lane to the place where Rotherby stood. Mr. Caryll saw him, and smiled, and his smile held no tinge of mockery. "You are the best friend I ever had, Rotherby," he startled all by saying. "Let him approach," he begged. Rotherby came forward like one who walks in his sleep. "I am sorry," he said thickly, "cursed sorry."
Wharton looked him steadily in the face a moment, then turned to his lordship's seconds. "If Mr. Caryll is of the same mind as his lordship, we had best get to work at once," he said; and bowing to them, withdrew with Gascoigne. "See to the swords, Mainwaring," said Rotherby shortly. "Here, Fanny!"
She turned; there was an exchange of greetings, in which Mistress Hortensia standing rigid as stone took no part. A silence fell about; quizzing-glasses went up; all eyes were focussed upon the group. Then Rotherby and his friends resumed their way. "The dog!" said Mr.
Louis, for the first few minutes, was not visible, but one of the other maitres d'hotel procured for me a table in a somewhat retired corner of the room. My luncheon was already served before Louis appeared before me. For the second time his impassive countenance seemed to be disturbed. "Back in London, Captain Rotherby," he remarked, with the ghost of his usual welcoming smile.
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