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Still, I hope she will not be entrapped into marrying Mr. Zaluski; she deserves a better fate than that." "I quite agree with you," said Mrs. O'Reilly, with a troubled look. "And the worst of it is, poor Gertrude is a girl who might very likely take up foolish revolutionary notions; she needs a strong wise husband to keep her in order and form her opinions.
Sigismund Zaluski, a Polish merchant, who is doing untold harm in the neighbourhood. He is a very clever, unscrupulous man, and has managed to take in almost every one." "Why, what is he? A swindler? Or a burglar in disguise, like the House on the Marsh fellow?" asked the author, with a little twinkle of amusement in his face. "Oh, much worse than that," said Mrs. Selldon, lowering her voice.
She was an excitable, impressionable sort of girl, and when once I had obtained an entrance into her mind I found it the easiest thing in the world to dominate her thoughts. Though she stood, and sat, and knelt, and curtseyed, and articulated words, her thoughts were entirely absorbed in me. I crowded out the Magnificat with a picture of Zaluski and Gertrude Morley.
She walked slowly through the churchyard, feeling much pleased to see that the curate had just left the vestry door, and that in a few moments their paths must converge. Mr. Blackthorne had only been ordained three or four years, and was a little younger, and much less experienced in the ways of the world, than Sigismund Zaluski.
Blackthorne was talking to the lady of the house, Mrs. Courtenay, when she suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, here is Mr. Zaluski just arriving. I began to be afraid that he had forgotten the day, and he is always such an acquisition. How do you do, Mr. Zaluski?" she said, greeting my victim warmly as he stepped on to the terrace. "So glad you were able to come. You know Mr. Blackthorne, I think."
"Of course, my dear, you'll not repeat what I have just told you." "Not for the world!" said Lena Houghton emphatically. "It is perfectly safe with me." The conversation was here abruptly ended, for the page threw open the drawing-room door and announced 'Mr. Zaluski. "Talk of the angel," murmured Mrs. O'Reilly with a significant smile at her companion.
But I received orders to attend evensong at the parish church, and to haunt the mind of Lena Houghton. As we passed down the High Street the bells rang out loud and clear, and they made me feel the same slight sense of discomfort that I had felt when I looked at Zaluski; however, I went on, and soon entered the church.
I will now, without further preamble, begin the history of my life. "I assure you, my dear Lena, Mr. Zaluski is nothing less than a Nihilist!" The sound waves set in motion by Mrs. O'Reilly's words were tumultuously heaving in the atmosphere when I sprang into being, a young but perfectly formed and most promising slander.
Blackthorne grew angry as he watched Sigismund Zaluski, he grew doubly angry as he watched Gertrude Morley. He said to himself that it was intolerable that such a girl should fall a prey to a vain, shallow, unprincipled foreigner, and in a few minutes he had painted such a dark picture of poor Sigismund that my strength increased tenfold. "Mr. Blackthorne," said Mrs.
But, really, now, about Mr. Zaluski? How did you find it out?" "My dear, I am an old woman, and I have learnt in the course of a wandering life to put two and two together," said Mrs. O'Reilly. She had somehow managed to ignore middle age, and had passed from her position of renowned beauty to the position which she now firmly and constantly claimed of many years and much experience.
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