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Time will fly with greater speed if we relate not the talks and incidents by the way, but simply meet them at London, whither Lady Esmondet had telegraphed Trevalyon of their arrival. Accordingly, on their coming in at the station at 9 p.m., on the evening of the 5th, Lionel, all eagerness, met them. "So kind of you to meet us, Sir Lionel," said Lady Esmondet, for Madame Grandy was about.
And knowing for whom it was intended, preferring not to be a witness to the presentation with a "Bonjour, Everly," and "How do, Trevalyon;" they went their different ways, the one into the light of woman's eyes, the other into the lights of the streets of Paris. Sir Tilton, with a laughing "Any admittance to a devoted subject," and a gay entrez from Vaura was in the boudoir.
Society wondered that Trevalyon did not range himself, seeing so many beautiful women his conquests. He shrugged his shoulders when chaffed by his men friends as to his flirtations and cruelty, and would say: "A slave of the ring is not a role I have any wish to play; at all events none of the pretty women I have flirted with so far have had the power to hold me as her own.
Wingfield, "then would I make my exit, for I feel quite overcome at the sight." "What inestimable privileges lordly man enjoys," said Vaura. "What a talented little morceau is Sara," said Trevalyon. "She is smaller since la Croizette looked to kill," said Lady Esmondet. "The fire from the eyes of Croizette was too much for her; she has gone to hide within herself," said Vaura.
Trevalyon, giving a weary sigh on reading above, tearing it in two, tossed it into the fire; now opening one from his cousin Judith, he read as follows: "DEAR COUSIN, Father is not at all well; the trip across, as I feared, has been too much for him; the suburbs of New York, our home, suited him better than foggy London; however, dear father was obliged to come on business, as he has informed you when last able to write.
Trevalyon of the th Middlesex Lancers; but lately returned from the East, where, at Delhi, &c., his many daring acts of bravery are still in the public mouth. By invitation he is at Haughton, but his friend cannot tear himself from Germany it is his ruin; and he yields to the importunities of his bewitching little friend to go and bring him home from this evil. No. 3.
"I am sorry for you, Vaura, and glad for him; peerless, as you, are, a man should woo you with spotless breastplate; but I love Trevalyon, and if he can in any way clear himself, but I fear he cannot," he said gravely. "'All's well that ends well, dear uncle; he will clear himself." "After dinner, you say?"
Haughton, of Haughton Hall, Surrey, England, appeared in the Court Journal and Times, at which Major Delrose raved and swore, said some queer things, which went the round of the clubs, for the usual nine days, then for the time, it was forgotten in, the newer scandal of Captain Trevalyon, one of society's pets, having a "hidden wife."
"Oh, I'm sure he comes from the East." The Rev. Douglas was evidently much amused and disputing the point; Miss Marchmont continued, "The dear creature has such a beautiful colour so bronzed." "I'll lay any wager 'the dear creature' means a soldier," said Trevalyon to Vaura. Vaura smilingly assented. "A soldier," exclaimed Mrs. Marchmont in horror; "oh no, Capt.
Here the same smart turn-out, with its pair of beautiful bays come again towards them, and to the surprise of Lady Esmondet and Vaura, the woman smiled and nodded to Trevalyon. Vaura turning quickly towards him, saw that he took no notice of the recognition and that his face wore a stern look.
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