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Carstyle, whose legal engagements did not seriously interfere with the pursuit of literature. For a week or ten days Mrs. Carstyle, in Vibart's presence, continued to take counsel with her unseen adviser on the subject of her daughter's visit to Narragansett. Once or twice Irene dropped her impersonal smile to tax Vibart with not caring whether she went or not; and Mrs.
Madame had left the place immediately afterwards. Jules Vibart, and, what was of more importance, Jules Vibart's sweetheart, thought that this call and the departure were cause and effect. Only one thing Jules would not discuss. That was the reason why Marie had left her mistress. Of that he could or would say nothing. If I wished to know, I must go to Montpellier and ask her.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken any way you please, is bad, And strands them in forsaken guts and creeks No decent soul would think of visiting. You cannot stop the tide; but now and then, You may arrest some rash adventurer Who h'm will hardly thank you for your pains. Vibart's Moralities.
She nodded. "And in the other I found a small, very curiously shaped piece of wood." "Ah yes, I've been looking for that all the week. You see, when I made my table, by some miscalculation, one leg persisted in coming out shorter than the others, which necessitated its being shored up by a book until I made that block." "Mr. Peter Vibart's Virgil book!" she said, nodding to the twig.
Carstyle, Vibart was simply the inevitable young man who had been hanging about the house ever since Irene had left school; and Vibart's efforts to differentiate himself from this enamored abstraction were hampered by Mrs. Carstyle's cheerful assumption that he was the young man, and by Irene's frank appropriation of his visits.
"A written confession and she brought it to you?" "Galloped all the way from Tonbridge, by Gad!" nodded Sir Richard. "It seems," pursued Mr. Grainger, "that the ah man, John Strickland, by name, lodged with a certain preacher, to whom, in Lady Vibart's presence, he confessed his crime, and willingly wrote out a deposition to that effect.
Carstyle seemed sufficiently familiar with recent literature not to take it too seriously. He accepted Vibart's offer of young So-and-so's volume, admitting that his own library was not exactly up-to-date. Vibart went away musing. The next day he came back with the volume of essays. It seemed to be tacitly understood that he was to call at the office when he wished to see Mr.
Peter Vibart would, actually, marry a woman of whose past he knows nothing?" "Yes," said I. "That, again, would be rather unwise, wouldn't it?" "Why?" "Considering Mr. Vibart's very lofty ideals in regard to women." "What do you mean?" "Didn't you once say that your wife's name must be above suspicion like Caesar's or something of the kind?" "Did I? yes, perhaps I did well?"
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