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For, since the business was to be run in the name of Toni's father, his own creditors could not touch him. When they had moved in and the business began to be straightened out, Weigand proved himself in flat contradiction of his slack and careless character, a tough and circumspect man of business.

There was some consolation, to the more determined gossips of the neighbourhood, in spreading a rumour that the young mistress of Greenriver was far gone in consumption, and had been ordered to winter abroad; but Toni's appearance, on the day of her return, was quite sufficient to give the lie to that particular canard.

Envy of Toni as Rose's wife, scorn of her as the mistress of a beautiful and stately house, mingled in Millicent's breast with a strong and unreasonable longing to attract Toni's husband to herself; and the very fact that the marriage of these two was not what she called a success, lent additional keenness to all her emotions. Oddly enough, Mrs.

We, too, wanted a marriage from the saddle, but my future father-in-law assumed his fiercest look and declared: 'First conquer, and then marry. Now we've been doing the former for the last five months, and when I go home again I'll see to the latter." He shook Toni's cousin warmly by the hand, then turning to the prince, said: "We have something here for you.

This fact explains the non-success of all inquiries at the railway stations, or, later, on the boat. The authorities were on the look-out for a young Englishwoman journeying alone; and never associated the young Italian lady travelling, apparently, with her two children and a nurse, with the solitary girl for whom they searched. Toni's fur coat was by no means a unique garment.

But in her wildest flights of imaginative terror over the receipt of her letter, and its consequences, Toni never approached the truth. Toni's letter was delivered to Mrs.

"Well, I didn't know you minded," said Fanny humbly, and Toni's heart smote her. "Oh, Fan, I don't mind really and I didn't mean to be cross. Now tell me, how do you like my frock? It's the first time I've had it on." And in the ensuing animated discussion on frocks and frills Fanny lost that queer, uncomfortable sense of inferiority which had sprung to birth beneath Toni's manner.

With Toni's letter lying before her, she found it strangely difficult to begin; and was still sitting staring at the blank sheet of paper when a sudden deep bark from Olga, who was lying, as usual, nose on paws, in the tiny hall, made her start to her feet. "Who's there, I wonder? Olga sounds excited."

They went deeper and deeper into the woods. Presently Strollo, who was leading the way, stopped and said: "We are going in the wrong direction. We must turn around and go back." Toni turned. As he did so Strollo drew a long knife and plunged it again and again through Toni's body. Strollo spent that night, under an assumed name, at the Mills Hotel in Bleecker Street.

Marietta took the principal part in the conversation. She gave a very amusing account of her meeting with Willibald. Now that she knew he was her dear Toni's lover, she treated him with all the familiarity and freedom of an old friend. She asked question after question about Toni and the head forester, and her tongue went on without rest or intermission.

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