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Marcella was loitering here and there, burying her face in the fragrance of the honeysuckle, or drawing her companion's attention in delight to the glowing clumps of paeonies Hallin hovered round them, now putting his hand confidingly into Tressady's, now tugging at his mother's dress, and now gravely wooing the friendship of a fine St. Bernard that made one of the party.
Though, if you did wear them, you'd become them." And he held her at arm's length that he might properly admire her new dress. Letty, however, was not to be flattered out of her lawful dues in the matter of curtains that Lady Tressady's debts might be paid the sooner.
It is perhaps truer of the moral world than the social that one half of it never conceives how the other half lives. George Tressady's mother alone dying in her son's absence and Letty Tressady knew nothing of her illness till it had become a question of life and death, and had then actually refused to go forgotten the summons even!
The fronts of the various buildings opposite rose in shadow against the dazzling blue and silver of the water. Here over the river, even for this jaded London, summer was still fresh; every mast and spar, every track of boat or steamer in the burst of light, struck the eye with sharpness and delight. Each line and hue printed itself on Tressady's brain. Then he turned slowly to his companion.
To speak frankly, my wife suggested it, and I was deputed to bear it to you. But I need not say that we are quite prepared to find that you are not able to do what we have ventured to ask of you, or that your engagements will not permit it." A strange gulp rose in Tressady's throat. He understood oh! he understood her perfectly.
Their cause was in danger; nevertheless, the impression on Tressady's mind was of two people consciously in the grip of forces infinitely greater than they forces that would hold on their path whatever befell their insignificant mortal agents. I steadier step when I recall, Howe'er I slip, thou canst not fall. So cries the thinker to his mistress, Truth.
In eight years he had made a new India, and there we saw him, our little hero, dying of his work at forty-six before our eyes! ... Well, I couldn't have imagined that a young man like you would have known or cared so much about that time. What a talk we have had! Thank you!" And the veteran tightened his grip cordially for a moment on Tressady's arm, then dropped it and walked away.
Lady Tressady's dimples were in full play as she settled herself into her seat and began to gather a supply of provisions. But as he returned to his place, and she glanced at him, she saw that he was not in a mood to be bantered, and understood that he was not going to let her force his confidence, however shrewdly she might guess at his affairs.
Helpless in my bonds and crushed beneath Tressady's knee I heard a stir and rustle to right and left of me, the click of cocking triggers and thereafter silence. And, marking the gleam of pistol and musket-barrel, I fell to an agony of dread, well knowing whence that merciful shot had come.
But now, Martin, methought 'twas time for me to act if I meant to save my life, for I had nought but Nick Frant's knife, while within Tressady's reach lay the dead man's pistols and divers musquetoons and fusees on the beach behind him, which put me to no small panic lest he shoot me ere I could come at him with my knife.
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