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The laws of affinity and selection were evidently in force here, and as the reader must surmise, long acquaintance had led to the present easy and intimate relations. "What do you mean," cried Zell, dragging under the gaslight her cavalier, who assumed much penitence and fear, "by thus rudely and abruptly breaking in upon the retirement of three secluded young ladies?"
Elliot, you would wish your saint to listen for some other reason than your weakness only," said Edith. "Come, ladies and gentlemen, I move this party breaks up, or some one will get hurt," said Gus, with a half-vexed laugh. "What is the matter?" asked Edith innocently. "Yes," echoed Zell, rising, "what is the matter with you, Mr. Van Dam? Are you asleep, that you are so quiet?
"It is these white-faced ninnies can be most sly," replied the Countess, out of her worldly wisdom. "Listen a moment now." And she related, with interest rather than discount, you may be sure, what she had witnessed that afternoon. The malevolence deepened in his face. He had never loved Sophia, and he felt none the kinder towards her for her recent trip to Zell.
Van Dam turned to Zell with an expression of much pleased surprise, exclaiming: "How fortunate I am! I had completed my plans to go abroad some little time since." Zell clapped her hands with delight, but an involuntary shadow darkened. Edith's face. Gus looked nonplussed.
The clash of the zell, the boom of the African drum, and the wild and barbarous blast of the Moorish clarion, were now each distinguishable from the other; and, at length, as she gazed and listened, winding along the steeps of the mountain were seen the gleaming spears and pennants of the Moslem vanguard. Another moment and the whole castle was astir.
Though even Mrs. Allen was tearful and kind in her greeting, and Laura warm and affectionate in the extreme, old Hannibal's welcome, so frank, genuine, and innocent, seemed to soften Zell more than any one's else. "You poor, heavenly-minded old fool," she said, with an unwonted tear in her eye, "you don't know any better."
It gives the unhappy victim the sensation of being buried alive. There comes at last to be one passionate desire to get out and away. Impulsive, restless, excitable Zell, with every vein filled with hot young blood, was shut out from what seemed to her the world, and no other world of activity was shown to her.
Zell put her hand on the black's shoulder and looked up into his face with a wonderfully gentle and grateful expression, saying: "You are as good as gold Hannibal. I am so glad you stayed with us, for you seem like one of the best bits of our old home. Never mind, I'll have a grander house again soon, and you shall have a stiffer necktie and higher collar than ever."
I must cower and hide through life like a wild beast in a jungle. And you are dying and going to hell," she hissed in his ear, "and by and by, when I get to be an old ugly hag, I will come and torment you there forever and forever." "Curse you, go away," shrieked the terror-stricken man. An attendant hastened to the spot; Zell was standing at the foot of the cot, glaring at him.
One dreary day, the last of March, when sleet and rain were pouring steadily down, and Laura was sick in her bed, and Zell moping with her hacking cough over the fire, with Hannibal in the kitchen, Mrs. Allen turned suddenly to Edith, and said: "On some such day we shall all be turned into the street.
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