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With eyes opening wide with astonishment and hope, she ran forward, caught Miss Smith's two hands in her own, and exclaimed in a voice rendered unsteady with agitation: "Oh! have you got my purse? Is Lovedy's Russia-leather purse quite, quite safe?" Busy as young Mme. Malet was at that moment, at the word "Lovedy" she started and turned round.
"That is not a bad plan," said Miss Smith; "at least," she added, "I can think of no better. I will write something then for you, Cecile." She forthwith provided herself with a sheet of paper and a pen and wrote as follows: "Received this day of Cecile D'Albert the sum of Forty Pounds, in four Bank of England notes, inclosed in a Russia-leather purse.
He was a tall young chap in a Norfolk suit with a soft silk collar and scarlet tie, russia-leather shoes and a watch in an alligator case on his left wrist. A gentleman evidently by the look of him and when he said to me, in the refined voice of the ordinary university man, 'Are you walking down country? I made up my mind that he was O. K. and began to converse.
But Cecile was too absorbed in Miss Smith's answer to notice anyone else. "Is Lovedy's purse quite, quite safe?" asked her trembling lips. "The purse is safe," answered Miss Smith; and then Joe, who had as yet not even glanced at Cecile, also raised his head and added: "Yes, Cecile, the Russia-leather purse is safe." "Then I must thank Jesus now at once," said Cecile.
"I can easily reach the bank by two o'clock; they never shut the side doors till three," murmured Clayton, as his eyes rested upon the Russia-leather portmanteau. He instinctively gripped his revolver. It was all right. And then, with a sinking heart, he essayed to gain some connected story of the Magyar songbird's grave peril.
What do they come here for! To do good! Yes to themselves. To make themselves feel how generous and sweet they was. Well, they'd better go home and read their Russia-leather covered Bibles. They'd find out that when God wanted to really do something for man, he didn't have himself created a king, or a plutocrat, or a fat, slimy church deacon in a fashionable church.
How would it be possible for all that money to belong to a little creature like Cecile? Lydia's real thought with regard to the Russia-leather purse was that it belonged to old Mrs. Bell that it had been put into the little tin box, and, unknown to anyone, had got swept away as so much lumber in the attic. Cecile, poking about, had found it, and had made up her mind to keep it: hence her distress.
We put ashore a well-dressed lady and gentleman, and two well-dressed, lady-like young girls, together with sundry Russia-leather bags. A strange place for such folk! No carriage was waiting. The party moved off as if they had not expected any, and struck down a winding country road afoot. I couldn't remember that town; I couldn't place it, couldn't call its name. So I lost part of my temper.
He had loved her, even as I had loved her she who was unworthy of any love! I controlled my rising emotion, and merely said with gravity: "I congratulate you! May I be permitted to see this document?" "Certainly; I can show it to you now. I have it here," and she drew a Russia-leather letter-case from her pocket, and opening it, handed me a sealed envelope.
His quick eyes soon detected a fishing rod and cricket bat, that stood in the corner of the room near by; indeed there seemed to be nothing that his kind father and mother had not provided. He noticed something else that was there, and that was a Russia-leather purse; and when he took it to examine the inside he found that it was not empty the first thing he saw was a five pound note!
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