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Sefton's eyes followed her curiously as she crossed the room. "A healthy, fresh-colored country girl," she said to herself; "quite a little rustic; but she seems a nice, harmless little thing; though why Edna took such a fancy to her rather puzzles me. I thought she would take after her father, but I can see no likeness. What a handsome fellow he was poor Herbert! and so gentlemanly."
If he could so live as to leave behind him the memory of a sincere and simple Christian, who had denied himself daily to live a righteous, sober, and godly life, and had cheerfully taken up his cross to follow Christ, he would in some measure atone for the disgrace Roland Sefton's defalcations had brought upon the name of Christ.
Now and then a soft sadness would for a moment settle on Sefton's face like the gray of a cloudy summer evening about to gather into a warm rain; but this was never when he looked at her; it was only when, without seeing, he thought about her.
From its nature it was all but unscalable; from its position it commanded in limitless, sweeping view all possible paths of approach. Did Sefton's party seek a hiding place where defence even against great numbers would be a simple matter, this nest upon the cliff tops was the ideal spot. Thus Drennen answered the riddle.
Young minds are susceptible " Indeed, Sophia, there was a false glitter about him which I, for one, instantly distrusted; but the inexperience of the young will ever be a danger. I said as much and she continued: "Calm recollection and these frightful events have, however, wrought a complete cure and a revulsion of feeling which has turned her mind to Mr Sefton's worth with full appreciation.
I like all that I hear of him, though I never saw him; surely it was a blessing from God that Madame Sefton's poor kinsman was brought to the old man. Could we not leave him safely in Merle's charge?" "Quite safely," she answered. "I have a scheme for a new settlement in my head," he continued, "a settlement of our own, and we will invite emigrants to it.
Phebe Marlowe would certainly know where he could find them, for the English girl at Roland Sefton's grave had spoken of Phebe as familiarly as of Felix and Hilda spoken of her, in fact, as if she was quite one of the family. There would be no danger in seeking out Phebe Marlowe.
"No," he answered; "but my name is Jean Merle, and I am related to Madame Sefton, his mother. I suppose there is some of the same blood in Roland Sefton and me." "That is it," said the bookseller cordially. "I thought you were a foreigner, though you speak English so well." "There was some mystery about Roland Sefton's death?" remarked Jean Merle. "No, no; at least not much," was the answer.
To these disgraceful propositions Foster's degradation acceded, though in his better moments he contemned his employer and himself. 'What, I meditated, 'can be Sefton's design?
He could only oppose his physical strength against the physical strength of a man who was an Antaeus from the madness and blood lust upon him. Sefton's white face went whiter, chalky and sick as Drennen's long arms encircled his body. Lemarc was rising slowly, his knife at last in his hand when Sefton's body, hurled far out, struck the ground. Drennen was not fighting as a man fights.
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