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The two girls were said to be wealthy, and seemed to be as much attached to each other as though they had been sisters. I don't remember much about Ellen Vaughan's appearance, in fact I scarcely noticed her, for I had fallen passionately in love with Agnes Powell. Are you listening, Caradoc?" "Yes, indeed, sir," he said breathlessly, "I have thirsted for this knowledge so long."
The Rainbow was some time making her way down the river, and we may be sure that Lettice and Cicely watched her till her white canvas was no longer to be seen amid the tall trees which lined its banks; and that Vaughan's eyes, at all events, as he stood on the poop, gazed back till their figures faded from sight.
The Chaplain of Ned Vaughan's regiment was leading a prayer meeting in the moonlight. An earnest brother was praying fervently for more manhood, and more courage. A ragged Confederate kneeling nearby didn't like the drift of his petition and his patience gave out. He raised his head and called. "Say, hold on there, brother! You're getting that prayer all wrong.
The hurdles created something of a surprise Jackson, who ought to have won, coming down over the last hurdle but two, thereby enabling Dallas to pull off an unexpected victory by a couple of yards. Vaughan's enthusiastic watch made the time a little under sixteen seconds, but the official timekeeper had other views.
There hung about him an air of mystery, which, in Protestant eyes, savoured of priestcraft. His condemnation of their revels was evident, from their being discontinued in some measure when the priest was a resident at the Hall. Even Sir Hildebrand himself put some restraint upon his conduct at such times, which, perhaps, rendered Father Vaughan's presence rather irksome than otherwise.
'Then let me carry you back to lady Vaughan's, said Richard, with a torturing pang of jealousy, which only his sense of right, now thoroughly roused, enabled him to defy. 'I dare not. I should terrify my mother, and perhaps kill my cousin. 'Your mother! your cousin! cried Richard. 'Yes, returned Scudamore; 'my mother is there, on a visit to her cousin lady Vaughan.
Again a long silence the deep eyes looking, looking with their strange questioning gaze. "Well," the younger man burst out at last, "what is my fate? I deserve it. Even generosity and gentleness have their limit. I've passed it. And I've no desire to escape." The kindly hand was lifted to John Vaughan's shoulder: "Why didn't you do it?"
"Henry Vaughan's," answered Mary, with a little spiritual shiver as of one who had dropped a pearl in the miry way. "I never heard of him," rejoined Hesper, with entire indifference. For anything she knew, he might be an occasional writer in "The Belgrave Magazine," or "The Fireside Herald."
Vaughan's death does not, I think, render it necessary for me to alter any of the opinions expressed here; and least of all that in the last sentence, fulfilled now more perfectly than I could have foreseen. On Friday, the fifth of April, a noteworthy assemblage gathered round an open vault in a corner of Highgate Cemetery.
Vaughan's riding test next day was a severe one. "It's not that I want to make a fool of you," explained Mick, as they lead the horses out of Archer's yard. "But there's not a properly quiet horse in my plant. It's no good your getting your swag ready if you can't ride. What d'you feel like?"
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