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Helen, without looking toward Howard, followed, determined that she would hear whatever it was that Sanchia Murray had to say. 'Come in, Howard, Longstreet remembered to say. 'We're having supper. Both you and Mrs. Murray will eat with us. Sanchia bathed her eyes and they all sat down. When Howard looked toward Helen she ignored him.
Glyde thought that he was a foreigner, perhaps a Hungarian or Pole. He had seen Sanchia often, but she could not have caught a glimpse of him. He admitted that he had haunted the house, had seen her come out and go in, knew when she dressed for dinner and when she went to bed. Long practice had acquainted him with the significance of light and darkness seen through chinks in shutters.
When Sanchia objected that he might have stepped out in the afternoon, he replied that it also formed his usual tea, and, so far as he knew, was the staple of all his meals. "And cigarettes," he added. "But he would have had those with him. I bet you what you like he came out smoking." It was certain that he had been to Eton and to Oxford, and was member of two good clubs.
In the old days, in a wonderfully harmonious household, there had been a latent rivalry between her and all her juniors. The greatest trouble had been with Sanchia, the deliberate. And so it was now that when the elder warmed to her task of making bad best, she was suddenly chilled by that old pondering and weighing which had always offended her.
The interview terminated by an understanding that Sanchia should write to her mother. Philippa took her husband to dine in Great Cumberland Place that night; and there, he with Mr. Percival, she with the lady, obtained the terms of a settlement. Sanchia was to be allowed a hundred a year for the present. Neither Mrs. Percival nor Philippa could be brought to that, and Mr.
That stuff, and she glanced briefly at the rock on the table, 'got into my blood for a second. I'll take my time now; and I'll get what I want. As they stood in silence, Helen making no answer, they heard what the men were saying. just this if nothing more, came the end of Howard's entreaty. 'Don't tell Sanchia. Promptly came the angry answer: 'Mind your own business, young man!
Peter of Savoy and John Mansel, Henry's favourite clerk, then made seneschal of Gascony, assembled the Aquitanian levies, while Peter of Aigueblanche, the Savoyard Bishop of Hereford, went to Provence to negotiate the union between Earl Richard and Sanchia, and, if possible, to add Raymond Berengar to the coalition against the husband of his eldest daughter.
Sanchia Murray, for one, who was older and of wider worldly experience than Longstreet's other companions of the moment, and who surely knew as much of human nature, saw something else in his clouded look. It was an incipient but fast-growing stubbornness. Therefore Sanchia closed her lips and watched keenly for developments. 'There's a good old pops, Helen cajoled.
The thought suggested itself: 'Carr had no right to berate him for allowing Sanchia to ride to the Longstreet cabin. Carr had spoken quickly, unthinkingly, and they all were under stress.
'Fancy Sanchia Murray falling in love with dear old pops! He looked at her severely. 'You should not speak lightly of such matters, my dear, he chided her. 'Mind you, I am not admitting that there is any ground for such a suspicion as you express. 'But if there were ground for it? 'Is there any reason why a pretty woman should not fall in love? he asked her stiffly.
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