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John Zant asked questions, of course?" "He asked what could possibly have happened, in such a quiet place as Kensington Gardens, to make me faint." "And how did you answer?" "Answer? I couldn't even look at him!" "You said nothing?" "Nothing. I don't know what he thought of me; he might have been surprised, or he might have been offended." "Is he easily offended?" Mr. Rayburn asked.
Shall we see you to-morrow? Call early, and you will find us at home." He gave Mrs. Zant his arm, and bowed and smiled, and kissed his hand to Lucy, and left the room. Recalling their interview at the hotel in London, Mr. If Mrs. Zant's residence under his roof became associated with evil consequences, he could declare that she would never have entered the house but for Mr. Rayburn's advice.
Safe behind the curtain, you will see him if he behaves uncivilly to Mrs. Zant, or you will hear her if she calls for help. In either case, you may be as rough and ready with my master as you find needful; it will be he who has frightened her, and not you. And who can blame the poor housekeeper because Mr. Rayburn did his duty, and protected a helpless woman? There is my plan, sir.
And she ah, monsieur, she is always with him. Why does she curry favour of him and his rich friend?" "He has a rich friend, then?" "Yes, monsieur. The company was in difficulties; Monsieur van Zant, the proprietor, could not make it pay, and it was upon the point of disbanding.
What is your name?" "Libbie Van Zant." "Very well, Miss Van Zant, when am I to meet your brother?" "You are not to meet him right away." "Why not?" "I do not wish him to suspect that I have betrayed him. I must have time to prepare him for the meeting with you." "That is all right." "And now let me tell you something: these are very desperate men; you must secure aid." "Oh, certainly."
"The child pities me, I want to speak to the child. What did you see me do in the Gardens, my dear, that surprised you?" Lucy turned uneasily to her father; Mrs. Zant persisted. "I first saw you by yourself, and then I saw you with your father," she went on. "When I came nearer to you, did I look very oddly as if I didn't see you at all?" Lucy hesitated again; and Mr. Rayburn interfered.
The figure of a man appeared, advancing toward me along the thin brown path. I looked in his face as he came nearer. It showed me dimly the face of my husband's brother John Zant. The consciousness of myself as a living creature left me. I knew nothing; I felt nothing. I was dead. When the torture of revival made me open my eyes, I found myself on the grass.
"Read it, and destroy it," she said. "It is written in ignorance of the terrible truth." He obeyed and looked at her in silence, waiting to hear more. She hid her face. The few words she had addressed to him, after a struggle with herself, fell slowly and reluctantly from her lips. She said: "No mortal hand held the hands of John Zant. The guardian spirit was with me.
The name was printed, and the address was added in pencil: "Mr. John Zant, Purley's Hotel." The mistress made her appearance. Mr. Rayburn heartily wished himself out of the house again, the moment he saw her. The ways in which it is possible to cultivate the social virtues are more numerous and more varied than is generally supposed.
Oh, the cold of it! the cold of it!" His features became convulsed; his eyes turned upward until only the white eyeballs were visible. He fell prostrate with a crash that shook the room. The housekeeper ran in. She knelt by her master's body. With one hand she loosened his cravat. With the other she pointed to the end of the table. Mrs. Zant still kept her place; but there was another change.
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