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I will be a safely married man and you you will be a window-gazer no longer. There is only one point" the speaker's gaze turned from her and wandered out to sea "I can be sure of what I can bring into your life," his voice was almost stern, "but I warn you to be very sure of what you will be shutting out." "You mean?" "Children," said Spence crisply. "I do not care for children."
Howard Spence in the flesh; or arrayed, rather, in the kind of cloth alluringly draped in the show-windows of fashionable tailors. For Honora, all unconsciously, wrote literature. Literature was invented before phonographs, and will endure after them. Peter could hear Mr. Spence talk, for a part of that gentleman's conversation a characteristic part was faithfully transcribed.
Christopher bearing the Infant Christ was then uncovered, but only to fall away as the air was admitted to it. Miss Stevens, daughter of the dean, made as complete a copy of it as possible, as stone by stone was carefully removed to disclose only a small piece at a time, and her drawing, with a note by Mr. Spence, is preserved in the British Museum.
How surprised she would be, and how disappointed probably in Mr. Spence! for I had little question that she regarded him as too much engrossed in his work ever to think of marriage. Indeed, she had said as much to me when I spoke of Miss Kingsley in that connection. Poor Miss Kingsley! it would be a cruel, bitter blow to her. I believed her to be in love with Mr.
"No, no, Miss Spence," he replied laughingly, "it is only we who grow old you have the gift of perpetual youth." But I was nearly 72, and at any rate I thought I should first consult my friends. I found them all eager that I should accept the position.
She looked away, towards the red uniforms of the Hungarian band on the raised platform at the end of the room. He was standing beside her. "Do you remember me, Mrs. Spence?" he asked. She glanced up at him and smiled. He was not a person one would be likely to forget, but she did not say so. "I met you at Mrs. Granger's," was what she said. He handed her the favour.
So when the little farewell chat and the parting bottle of wine had come to an end, and Captain Spence rose to go, he held out his hand with: "Well, good-bye, Blyth, and a pleasant passage to you.
The hatches were put on, and, with the exception of the after-hatch, battened down that evening; and, whilst this was being done, Captain Blyth made his appearance on board, accompanied by a friend, a certain Captain Spence, who had been invited to take a farewell glass of wine in the Flying Cloud's saloon.
"I have been thinking over what you told me. It does make a difference. I see that I need not be afraid of of what I was afraid of. It's as if as if we had both had the measles." "You can take " began Spence, but stopped him-self. It would never do to remind her that one may take the measles twice.
But I noticed as he became more popular and prosperous that he seemed content to adhere to the conventional methods, and to avoid allusion to his former hobbies. Though I sent cordial invitations to Mr. Spence to lecture at my receptions, he invariably declined. I sometimes fancied that it might be because I did not extend them to Miss Kingsley also.
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