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"I'll make the tour, and collar him." He went off in a hurry; Miss Maitland faced a glass and proceeded to arrange her curl. Fanny, though she had offered no opposition to Vizard's going, now seized Zoe's arm with unusual energy, and almost dragged her aside. "The idea of sending Harrington on that fool's errand!" said she, peevishly. "Why, Zoe! where are your eyes?"
He then proceeded to a change of toilet. While thus employed, there was a sharp tap at his door and Vizard's voice outside. Severne started with terror, snapped up the three bills with the dexterity of a conjurer the handle turned he shoved them into a drawer Vizard came in he shut the drawer, and panted.
Severne's reply for one moment with keen anxiety. "My dear Miss Maitland," said that able young man, very respectfully, yet with a sort of cheerful readiness, as if he were delighted at her deigning to question him, "to tell you the truth, I was admiring Miss Vizard's diamond ring." Fanny tittered; Zoe blushed again at such a fib and such aplomb.
The old lady said, "Few strangers come here are you not English?" "Yes, madam." "It is Mr. Vizard is it not?" "Yes, madam." "Ah, sir, my daughter will welcome you, but not more heartily than I do. My child has told me all she owes to you" then in Danish, "God bless the hour you come under this roof." Vizard's heart beat tumultuously, wondering how Ina Klosking would receive him.
The trees, being young, made all the closer shade, and the gravel-walk meandered, and shut them out from view. Severne used to enter this shrubbery by a little gate leading from the meadow, and wait under the trees till Zoe came to him. Vizard's advertisements alarmed him, and he used to see the coast clear before he entered the shrubbery, and also before he left it.
Your eyes would have been opened, all of you. Well, Zoe, you left Vizard Court; that I learned: but it was only this morning I could find out where you were gone: and you see I am here with a price upon my head. Please read Vizard's advertisements." She took them and read them. A hot flush mounted to her cheek. "You see," said he, "I am to be imprisoned if I set my foot in Barfordshire.
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