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Every German sniper within range sent shot upon shot after the flying figure. The enemy's trenches took up the hunt and fairly blazed with rifle and machine gun fire. The bullets hummed in Throckmorton's ears like a swarm of savage hornets. They snarled and bit at the turf about his feet like a pack of wolves.
'Dear God, she cried, 'they have laid hands upon me. They have laid hands upon me. And she pressed her fingers hard across her throat as if to wipe away the stain of Throckmorton's touch. The King lifted his fingers from his ears. 'Bones of Jago, he cried, 'what new whimsy is this? 'They have laid hands upon me, she cried and fell upon her knees. 'Why, he said, 'here is a day nightmare.
"Theodora," was the calm reply. An odd silence of a moment, and then the eyes of the two women met each other, in one long, steady look; Lady Throckmorton's profoundly searching, wonderingly questioning; Priscilla Gower's steadfast, calm, almost defiant. Then Lady Throckmorton spoke. "I will stay," she said, "and she shall stay with me." "Thank you," with another slight bend of the handsome head.
I met one of Lady Throckmorton's acquaintances in Bordeaux, a few days ago, and he told me a wonderful story of a young lady who was then turning the wise heads of half the political Parisians a sort of enchanted princess, with a train of adorers ready to kiss the hem of her garment." He was endeavoring to be natural, and was failing wretchedly.
Throckmorton's eyes alone danced and span; he neither nodded nor spoke, and, because he was thought to have a great say in the councils of Privy Seal, it was to him that Cranmer once more addressed himself urgently: 'Full-bodied men who are come upon failing years are very prone to women. 'Tis a condition of the body, a humour, a malady that passeth. But, while it lasteth, it must be bowed to.
I don't think he cares about being liked at all." She was so abashed at her blunder, that she looked absolutely imploring, and Mr. Denis Oglethorpe smiled again. He felt inclined to make friends with Theodora. "There is a little girl staying at Lady Throckmorton's," he had said to Priscilla. "A relative of hers. A pretty creature, too, Priscilla, for a bread-and-butter Miss."
The most infatuated of Theodora North's adorers did not fear him, handsome and popular as he was, dangerous rival as he might have appeared. Lady Throckmorton's world knew the history of their favorite, having learned it as society invariably learns such things. Most of them knew that his fate had been decided for years; all of them knew that his stay in Paris could not be a long one.
I say, Theo, we never do get what we want at this house, do we?" "Not often," said Theo, a trifle bitterly. Ralph looked up at her. "Look here," he said, sagaciously. "I know what you are thinking of. I can tell by your eyes. You're thinking about having to stay at home from Lady Throckmorton's, and it is a shame too. If you are a girl, you could have enjoyed yourself in your girl's way.
Throckmorton laid back his head and laughed suddenly at the ceiling; Cranmer crossed himself; Wriothesley beat his heel upon the floor and shrugged his shoulders bitterly but Lascelles, the Archbishop's spy, kept his eyes upon Throckmorton's face with a puzzled scrutiny. 'Why now does that man laugh? he asked himself. For it seemed to him that by laughing Throckmorton applauded Katharine Howard.
She must go to him herself in Lady Throckmorton's stead; she must take Splaighton with her, and go try to take care of him until Lady Throckmorton came, or could send for Priscilla Gower and Miss Elizabeth. "Ma'mselle," began the stricken Splaighton, when, as she stood before the erect young figure and desperate young face, this desperate plan was hurriedly revealed to her.
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