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Updated: June 13, 2025
Boulte does not drop in to afternoon tea at least three times a week. 'When there are only two women in one Station, they ought to see a great deal of each other, says Major Vansuythen. Long and long before ever Mrs. Vansuythen came out of those far-away places where there is society and amusement, Kurrell had discovered that Mrs.
Mrs. Boulte hates Mrs. Vansuythen because she has taken Ted from her, and, in some curious fashion, hates her because Mrs. Vansuythen and here the wife's eyes see far more clearly than the husband's detests Ted. And Ted that gallant captain and honourable man knows now that it is possible to hate a woman once loved, to the verge of wishing to silence her for ever with blows.
For two months the Rains had hidden the Dosehri hills and many other things besides; but, when they lifted, they showed Mrs. Boulte that her man among men, her Ted for she called him Ted in the old days when Boulte was out of earshot was slipping the links of the allegiance. 'The Vansuythen Woman has taken him, Mrs.
'I want to speak to Ted, moaned Mrs. Boulte, but the dog-cart rattled on, and Kurrell was left on the road, shamed, and boiling with wrath against Mrs. Boulte. He waited till Mrs. Vansuythen was driving back to her own house, and, she being freed from the embarrassment of Mrs. Boulte's presence, learned for the second time her opinion of himself and his actions.
Besides, Mrs. Vansuythen was far prettier than them all. She had been most gracious to me at the Governor- General's rout, and indeed I was looked upon by all as her preux chevalier which is French for a much worse word. Now, whether I cared so much as the scratch of a pin for this same Mrs. So that I believed I worshipt her.
'But on my Honour! On my Soul and Honour, I tell you she doesn't care for me. She told me so last night. I would have told you then if Vansuythen hadn't been with you. If it is for her sake that you'll have nothing to say to me, you can make your mind easy. It's Kurrell. 'What? said Mrs. Vansuythen, with a hysterical little laugh. 'Kurrell! Oh, it can't be!
'Never mind that man. What did Ted say to you? What did he say to you? What did he say to you? Mrs. Vansuythen sat down helplessly on the sofa, overborne by the trouble of her questioner. 'He said I can't remember exactly what he said but I understood him to say that is But, really, Mrs. Boulte, isn't it rather a strange question? 'Will you tell me what he said? repeated Mrs. Boulte.
Even a tiger will fly before a bear robbed of her whelps, and Mrs. Vansuythen was only an ordinarily good woman. She began in a sort of desperation: 'Well, he said that the never cared for you at all, and, of course, there was not the least reason why he should have, and and that was all. 'You said he swore he had not cared for me. Was that true? 'Yes, said Mrs. Vansuythen very softly. Mrs.
The situation was getting beyond him. 'What do you mean? he said. Boulte answered, more to himself than the questioner: 'My wife came over to Mrs. Vansuythen's just now; and it seems you'd been telling Mrs. Vansuythen that you'd never cared for Emma. I suppose you lied, as usual. What had Mrs. Vansuythen to do with you, or you with her? Try to speak the truth for once in a way.
Her own sex said that she was 'not bad-looking, but spoilt by pretending to be so grave. And yet her gravity was natural. It was not her habit to smile. She merely went through life, looking at those who passed; and the women objected while the men fell down and worshipped. She knows and is deeply sorry for the evil she has done to Kashima; but Major Vansuythen cannot understand why Mrs.
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