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"A shadow," he answered, passing a shaking hand up over his face and brow, "a ghost a phantom as you are; but my name was Strickland once, as yours was Devil Vibart. I am changed of late you said so in the Hollow, and laughed. You don't laugh now, Devil Vibart, you remember poor John Strickland now." "You are the Outside Passenger!" I exclaimed, "the madman who followed and shot at me in a wood "
"And to think," said Jessamy, as we walked on side by side, "to think as 'Firebrand Vereker' is your uncle not to mention Sir George, as once fou't ten rounds wi' 'Buck Vibart'! To think " "Mighty fine gentlemen, ain't they, Jess?" enquired Diana, with a toss of her shapely head. "Of the finest, Ann! Honoured by all, from the Prince down. And to think as Mr. Vereker here "
He connected the sudden departure with the visit to the hotel a day or two before of a tall, dark, bearded man. "Un sauvage un veritable sauvage!" cried Jules Vibart. The man had rooms somewhere in the town. He had been seen talking earnestly to Madame on the promenade by the lake. Then he had called. She had refused to see him. He was English, but of his name there was no record.
Oddly enough, Dicky, who has no more perspicacity than an owl, has arranged within himself that Roger would be as glad to renew his old relations with Dulce as she would be to renew hers with him. "There are other things that will take me home to-night, irrespective of Dulce," says Stephen, smiling upon Portia, and telling his lie valiantly. "Good night, Miss Vibart."
"Well, I was a damned coward once and I've been trying to live it down ever since." Vibart looked at him incredulously and Mr. Carstyle caught the look with a smile. "Why not? Do I look like a Hercules?" He held up his loose-skinned hand and shrunken wrist. "Not built for the part, certainly; but that doesn't count, of course.
"Come out," says Portia, with a sigh of utter weariness; and then she opens the door and the incarcerated one steps forth, and sails past her with the air of a haughty queen, and with an unlowered crest. Miss Vibart is vanquished. Even to her own soul she confesses so much.
Grainger repeated his short, dry cough and taking up the will, slowly and almost as though unwillingly, cleared his throat and began as follows: "'Furthermore, to my nephew, Peter Vibart, cousin to the above, I will and bequeath my blessing and the sum of ten guineas in cash, wherewith to purchase a copy of Zeno or any other of the stoic philosophers he may prefer." Again Mr.
As Vibart's aunt remarked, she was perfect till she became playful, and she never became playful till the third day. Under these conditions, it was natural that Vibart should see a good deal of the young lady, and before he was aware of it he had drifted into the anomalous position of paying court to the daughter in order to ingratiate himself with the father.
These conditions made Vibart cultivate an assiduous exchange of books between himself and Mr. Carstyle. The young man went down almost daily to the little house in the town, where Mrs. Carstyle, who had now an air of receiving him in curl-papers, and of not always immediately distinguishing him from the piano-tuner, made no effort to detain him on his way to her husband's study.
Miss Vibart stares, forgetting her usually very charming manners for the moment, and then drops her heavily-fringed lids over her eyes. "By-the-by," says Dulce, breaking in upon what threatens to be an awkward pause, "how d'ye do? I don't believe I have said that yet."
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