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At this avowal the speaker leaned towards Lady Rosamond Bereford, revealing the features of Captain Trevelyan. In a moment of passionate fervor he had confessed his undying attachment to the lovely Rosamond, and had received the blissful assurance of reciprocated love.
Trevelyan to herself as she went up to her baby. "Has Louis been with you?" Nora asked, as soon as Mrs. Fairfax had brought her home. "I have not seen him since you left me," said Mrs. Trevelyan. "I suppose he went out before Colonel Osborne?" "No, indeed. He waited till Colonel Osborne had gone, and then he went himself; but he did not come near me.
At Chambery they remained a couple of days, fancying that the air there was cool, and that the delay would be salutary to the sick man. At Turin, finding that they wanted further assistance, they had hired a courier, and at last Trevelyan allowed himself to be carried in and out of the carriages and up and down the hotel stairs almost as though he were a child.
He said nothing till they had threaded together the maze of streets which led them from the neighbourhood of the Church of St. Diddulph's into the straight way of the Commercial Road. Then he began. "Trevelyan," said he, "you are wrong in all this from beginning to end." "What do you mean?" "Just what I say.
I'll call to-morrow at luncheon time. Yours always, There was nothing objectionable in this letter, excepting always the "Dear Emily," nothing which it was not imperative on Colonel Osborne to communicate to the person to whom it was addressed. Trevelyan must now go up-stairs and tell the contents of the letter to his wife. But he felt that he had created for himself a terrible trouble.
At last it was decided that she should go down alone, and that the child should afterwards be taken to his father in the drawing-room; Mrs. Outhouse pledging herself that the whole household should combine in her defence if Mr. Trevelyan should attempt to take the child out of that room. "But what am I to say to him?" she asked. "Say as little as possible," said Mrs.
Trevelyan. "Oh, then it is you, doctor," said the voice, with a great heave of relief. "But those other gentlemen, are they what they pretend to be?" We were conscious of a long scrutiny out of the darkness. "Yes, yes, it's all right," said the voice at last. "You can come up, and I am sorry if my precautions have annoyed you."
When one begins one's inquiries one is bound to go through the whole family." "Miss Rowley is pretty well," said Trevelyan. Previously to this, Trevelyan when speaking of his sister-in-law to Stanbury, had always called her Nora, and had been wont to speak of her as though she were almost as much the friend of one of them as of the other.
Howe," exclaimed Sir Howard, glancing towards that personage, "you escaped a severe ordeal by being tardy this afternoon. You have proved that every rule has an exception, but I must be careful not to introduce any comparisons;" thus saying, his Excellency directed his smile towards Mr. Trevelyan.
Peace handed the dish to Jack, but he shook his head: "Haven't got any, sir." "Who cooked it?" enquired the master. "I don't know, sir," answered Trevelyan. "Brady?" "Nor do I, sir." "Vickers?" "Honestly, I haven't the dimmest notion, sir, though it sounds funny to say so." "I'm glad you can see the fun. I'm sorry to say it sounds to me too much like lying." "Sir!"
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