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She was too essentially the lady to show anything but strict courtesy to Sibylla, now that she was about to become an inmate under her roof. What the effort cost her, she best knew. It was no light one; and Lionel felt that it was not. She stood in the hall, just outside the door of the ante-room, and took Sibylla's hand as she approached. "I am happy to see you, Mrs.
"Little doubt of that, doctor," lightly answered Lionel, recovering his equanimity, though he could not yet recover his disturbed complexion, and laughing as he spoke. Sibylla's greedy ears had drunk up the words, her sharp eyes had caught the conscious flush, and her jealous heart was making the most of it.
Lucy drew from the window with a half sigh; it seemed almost a pity to shut out that pleasant moonlight: turned and stirred the fire into a blaze. Sibylla's chilly nature caused them to enter upon evening fires before other people thought of them. "Shall I ring for lights, Mrs. Verner?" "I suppose it's time, and past time," was Sibylla's answer. "I must have been asleep ever so long."
Jan sat down on the arm of the sofa, his great legs dangling. "Sibylla can't marry two," said he. "Will you be quiet, Jan?" said Lionel. "You have no right to interfere. You shall not interfere." "Gracious, Lionel, I don't want to interfere," returned Jan simply. "Sibylla's going to marry Fred Massingbird." "Will you be quiet?" reiterated Lionel, his brow flushing scarlet.
And so Jan had come, and stood there without the least shame, in drab trousers, and a loose, airy coat, shaking hands with Sir Rufus, shaking hands with anybody who would shake hands with him. Sibylla looked daggers at Jan, and Lionel cross. Not from the same cause. Sibylla's displeasure was directed to Jan's style of evening costume; Lionel felt vexed with him for alarming Lucy.
It was not likely, therefore, that, with Sibylla's bright eyes regarding him with an eager curiosity which to him seemed not wholly devoid of interest he should shrink from any ordeal, however difficult. But there was a peculiarly trying spot to be passed just at the inner extremity of the channel, and the ship would probably reach it on her next board.
If you cannot think for yourself, I must think for you. But it was not to speak of the ponies that I brought you here. What is it that you owe to Mrs. Duff?" Sibylla's colour heightened. "It is no business of yours, Lionel, what I owe her. There may be some trifle or other down in her book.
Sibylla's life and she is his own cousin may depend upon it: he ought not to keep it. But for the loss of the codicil, he would never have come to it." "Of course he could not," assented Lionel. "It is that loss which has upset everything." Dr. West fell into silence, and continued in it until his house was in view. Then he spoke again. "What will you undertake to give me, Mr.
For a few minutes after entering everything was so dark compared with the brilliant daylight without that nothing could be seen. At length, however, their eyes became accustomed to the soft twilight gloom of the place, when Ned at once began to direct Sibylla's attention to the various articles that were stored there.
"Then there will be the less trouble," thought Lionel. He called Benoite to him, then packing up Sibylla's things for Deerham Court, inquired into the state of her accounts, and found Sibylla had told him correctly. He gave Benoite a month's wages and a month's board wages, and informed her that as soon as her mistress had left the house, she would be at liberty to leave it.
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