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Charlotte in fact, however, to help out his confidence, didn't call it anything; return as he might to the lucidity, the importance, or whatever it was, of this lesson, she gave him no aid toward reading it aloud. She let him, two or three times over, spell it out for himself; only on the eve of their visit's end was she, for once, clear or direct in response.
"Your visit's a failure, you see," he said. "You offer too little." "Propose something yourself," said the marquis. "Give me back Madame de Cintre in the same state in which you took her from me." M. de Bellegarde threw back his head and his pale face flushed. "Never!" he said. "You can't!" "We wouldn't if we could! In the sentiment which led us to deprecate her marriage nothing is changed."
Charlotte in fact, however, to help out his confidence, didn't call it anything; return as he might to the lucidity, the importance, or whatever it was, of this lesson, she gave him no aid toward reading it aloud. She let him, two or three times over, spell it out for himself; only on the eve of their visit's end was she, for once, clear or direct in response.
For the present, he merely touched upon the pleasure that Wilding and Co. would soon have in entreating Miss Obenreizer to honour their establishment with her presence a curious old place, though a bachelor house withal and so did not protract his visit beyond such a visit's ordinary length.
They were people who seemed to take a good many things for granted, but they could hardly expect to control other people's movements." He looked sharply at Mrs. Brinkley, as if to question how much she knew; but she had now measured him, and she said, "Oh! then the visit's to me?" "Entirely," cried Dan. The old sweetness came into his laughing eyes again, and went to Mrs. Brinkley's heart.
He's been visiting friends, but his visit's at an end; and he wires to say that he's coming here arriving this evening." "Oh, that will be nice!" cried Pollyooly. "Oh, will it? Suppose he finds out you're not Lady Marion?" cried the duke. "But he knows I'm not; and he knows I'm here," said Pollyooly. "The deuce he does!" cried the duke. "Yes. I wrote and told him so," said Pollyooly.
"They ought to go, then," was the placid suggestion of a third officer, a man with keen eyes, thin, almost ascetic, face, but there twitched a quaint humor about the lines of his lips. "That visit's past the retiring age." And then another peal of merriment from the adjoining tent put stop to conversation.
"How very un-English you have become!" she said. "You mean I'm very Canadian? Anyway, I try to be sensible I've done some wretchedly foolish things and I've got to pay for them. Of course, this visit's only an episode to you; something that's soon over and forgotten."
I want you to come back. Why, even that dratted Queen of Sheby needs you, Ida May or, whatever your name is! We've got to have you!" "Prudence can't scurcely get around the house. And that niece of hers sits there like a stick or a stun, not willin' to scurce lift her hand to help. Thank the Lord she's goin' home to-day. Her visit's come to an end. She don't like it down here.
While every day made the prize look more desirable, every day seemed to put another barrier between himself and Nan; and when she spoke of her visit's end it was amazing to him that she should not understand his misery.
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