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And there must be many like him, otherwise so ignorant a person would not hold such a position and for such men, what would be the use of a Cicero?" Philip leaned back against the trunk of the tree under which they were sitting, and laughed. "You may be right, Thelma, I dare say you are. There's certainly too much beer represented in the House I admit that.
He took the hand she held out, a fair, soft hand with a pink palm like an upcurled shell, and laid the little cross within it, and still retaining his hold of her, he stammeringly observed "Then we are friends, Froeken Thelma! . . . good friends, I hope?" She withdrew her fingers quickly from his hot, moist clasp, and her bright smile vanished. "I do not see that at all!" she replied frigidly.
And with that, he passed into the supper-room, elbowing a way for Thelma, till he succeeded in placing her near the head of the table, where she was soon busily occupied in entertaining her guests and listening to their chatter; and Lorimer, looking at her once or twice, saw, to his great relief, that all traces of her former agitation had disappeared, leaving her face fair and radiant as a spring morning.
"Thank you!" said Thelma, "I do hope so too, if you wish it so much. Good-night, Lord Winsleigh!" "Let me escort you to your carriage," said her noble host, at once offering her his arm. "And allow me to follow," added Beau Lovelace, slipping his arm through Errington's, to whom he whispered, "How dare you, sir! How dare you be such a provokingly happy man in this miserable old world?"
In a week's time, possibly later, there would be a steamer starting for Christiansund, and for this, Errington, though almost mad with impatience, was forced to wait. And in the meantime, he roamed about the streets of Hull, looking eagerly at every fair-haired woman who passed him, and always hoping that Thelma herself would suddenly meet him face to face, and put her hands in his.
Some of her acquaintance were wont to say that she was no longer the "godly" Ulrika but however this might be, it is certain she had drifted a little nearer to the Author of all godliness, which after all, is the most we dare to strive for in all our differing creeds. It was not long before Thelma began to recover.
"No hint of where she meant to go no word of explanation for me? Surely I must be dreaming my Thelma would never have deserted me!" A sort of sob rose in his throat, and he pressed his hand strongly over his eyes to keep down the womanish drops that threatened to overflow them.
She swore it was only a sort of joke anyway, and that the day we we did it, she'd been filling me up with whisky lemonades and all that, and that the whole thing was off. And let me tell you that I was glad to beat it! I never saw her again until this morning! I went on the stage, and changed my name because the leading lady in that show happened to be Thelma Tenney.
However, Valdemar Svensen and I, for sake of company, have resolved to dwell together in it, and truly we have nearly settled down to the peaceful contemplation of our past days, so Philip, and thou, my child Thelma, trouble not concerning me. I am hale and hearty, the gods be thanked, and may live on in hope to see you both next spring or summer-tide.
"He gets the best of everything, he do. It's yourself that's looking cold, my dear in spite of your warm cloak. Will ye have this shawl?" And she offered Thelma a homely gray woollen wrap with much kindly earnestness of manner. "I am quite warm, thank you," said Thelma gently, accepting the shawl, however, to please her fellow-traveller. "It is a headache I have which makes me look pale.
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