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Captain Jay appeared to be counting the thousand pinnacles of the church. "I think you really must be right," he remarked at last. "There you are!" cried Rose Tramore, and walked rapidly away. He caught up with her, he laid his hand upon her arm to stay her. "If you're going to Venice, let me go to Venice with you!" "You don't even understand my condition."
"Do you reproach me for my disinterested exertions, for the way I've toiled over you, the way I've lived for you?" Miss Tramore demanded. "Don't reproach ME for being kind to my mother and I won't reproach you for anything." "She'll keep you out of everything she'll make you miss everything," Miss Tramore continued. "Then she'll make me miss a great deal that's odious," said the girl.
She couldn't help perceiving indeed a dim movement on the part of some of the other members of the group; she made out an attitude of observation in the high-plumed head of Mrs. Vaughan-Vesey. Mrs. They separated at the door of the hotel. Mrs. Tramore had got rid of Mr. Mangler, and Bertram Jay was in other quarters. "If you know Mrs. Vesey, why didn't you go and speak to her?
It owes a portion of its concentration to the fact that Mrs. Tramore has now so many places to go to that she has almost no time to come to her daughter's. She is, under her son-in-law's roof, a brilliant but a rare apparition, and the other day he remarked upon the circumstance to his wife. "If it hadn't been for you," she replied, smiling, "she might have had her regular place at our fireside."
Rose used almost to fancy herself at times a perfunctory husband on the other side of the fire. What she was not yet used to there was still a charm in it was her mother's extraordinary tact. Tramore had none for sparing her child. She only showed in doing so a happy instinct the happiest thing about her.
I should have been more reconciled to the loss of Tramore had it been in possession of honourable people, who would have attended to the property and watched over the interests of the tenantry; and it is sad to see the place going to ruin, and the unfortunate people who might look up to the owner for assistance becoming every day more degraded and wretched."
During the instant the gondolas were passing each other it was impossible either for Rose Tramore or for her companions not to become conscious that this distinguished identity had markedly inclined itself a circumstance commemorated the next moment, almost within earshot of the other boat, by the most spontaneous cry that had issued for many a day from the lips of Mrs. Tramore.
There had been a sequel to this observation, uttered, in intense engrossment, in her own room half an hour before she had, on the important evening, made known her decision to her grandmother: "Then I'll TAKE her out!" "She'll drag you down, she'll drag you down!" Julia Tramore permitted herself to remark to her niece, the next day, in a tone of feverish prophecy.
It included Edith's marked inclination to receive the law, and doubtless eventually a more substantial memento, from Miss Tramore, and opened the question whether her own course might not contribute to make her sister's appear heartless. The answer to this question however would depend on the success that might attend her own, which would very possibly be small.
They learnt, however, after proceeding a considerable distance, that the men had separated, one going off with the led horses in the direction of the mountains to the westward, another turning southward towards Tramore Bay, while the third followed a road which would conduct him to Passage, near the mouth of the river, whence he could cross into Wexford.
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