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Nor could he apply to Mrs Van Siever after what had passed this morning. To Clara Van Siever he would have applied, but that it was impossible he should reach Clara except through her mother. "I suppose I had better go to her," he said, after a while. And then he went, leaving Musselboro in the drawing-room.
Next to him on his right was old Mrs Van Siever, the widow of a Dutch merchant, who was very rich. She was a ghastly thing to look at, as well from the quantity as from the nature of the wiggeries which she wore. She had not only a false front, but long false curls, as to which it cannot be conceived that she would suppose that any one would be ignorant as to their falseness.
And now he had come to meet Miss Van Siever, and was now seated next to her at table. Miss Van Siever, who at this time had perhaps reached her twenty-fifth year, was certainly a handsome young woman. She was fair and large, bearing no likeness whatever to her mother.
"She is an idiot!" said Mrs Van Siever. "She has had a terrible misfortune!" "That is no reason why she should be an idiot; and she is heartless too. She never cared a bit for him, not a bit." "He was a man whom it was impossible to care for much. I will go to her now, mamma." "Where is Musselboro?" "He is upstairs." "Well?" "Mamma, that is quite out of the question. Quite.
"I hope you won't dislike the trouble of all this?" said Dalrymple to his model, as soon as Mrs Broughton was gone. "I cannot say that I like it very much," said Miss Van Siever. "I'm afraid it will be a bore; but I hope you'll go through with it." "I shall if I am not prevented," said Miss Van Siever. "When I've said that I'll do a thing, I like to do it."
At the end of an hour and a half the two ladies retired, and Jael disrobed herself, and Miss Van Siever put on her customary raiment. It was agreed among them that they had commenced their work auspiciously, and that they would meet again on the following Monday. The artist begged to be allowed an hour to go on with his work in Mrs Broughton's room, and the hour was conceded to him.
If it cannot be stopped in any other way, I must tell Mrs Van Siever; I must, indeed. I have such an abhorrence of the old woman, that I could not bring myself to speak to her, but I should write to her. That's what I should do." "But what's the reason? You might as well tell me the real reason."
If you'd only seen how he used to go on." To this Clara made no answer. "Don't go yet," said he; "there is something that I want to say to you. There is, indeed." Clara Van Siever was a young person whose presence of mind rarely deserted her.
As you've chopped up your handiwork there, Mr Conway Dalrymple, and as I suppose my daughter has been more to blame than anybody else " "She has not been to blame at all," said Dalrymple. "That's my affair and not yours," said Mrs Van Siever, very sharply.
The French king heard well what he did, and sware and said how they should siever return again unfought withal, and that such hurts and damages as they had done should be dearly revenged; wherefore he had sent letters to his friends in the Empire, to such as were farthest off, and also to the gentle king of Bohemia and to the lord Charles his son, who from thenceforth was called king of Almaine; he was made king by the aid of his father and the French king, and had taken on him the arms of the Empire: the French king desired them to come to him with all their powers, to the intent to fight with the king o£ England, who brent and wasted his country.
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