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Updated: August 7, 2024
"I am perfectly free now." "Till Mr. Arnault returns." "I cannot help his return." "Oh, no. I do not question his right to come back, or even to buy this hotel and turn us all out." "Please don't talk about him any more. I'm doing the best I can." "I believe you think so, but I cannot think it will prove the best for any one. It is not what I expected or even imagined.
Half desperate, and with the instinct of self-preservation, she passed out on the piazza to bid Arnault good-night, as she tried to assure herself, with pallid lips, but ready then at last to take any terms from him. Arnault was not to be seen. After a moment her father stepped to her side and said: "Stella, it is late. You had better retire." "I wish to say good-night to Mr.
No good hunter rushes at it in the hope of capturing it during the moment of indecision." "Indeed, Miss Wildmere, if I understand your little parable, I think Mr. Arnault errs egregiously, yet he does not frighten the bird into a very distant flight." "You do not know how distant it is." "No; I only see that he goes straight for the bird the moment he sees her."
Mr. Arnault manifested not a particle of jealousy or apprehension, and Graydon felt himself shouldered out of the way by a courtesy to which he could take no exception. He saw that only Miss Wildmere herself could check his rival's resolute and easy assurance. This he now felt sure she would do if it passed a certain point, and he went to his room, annoyed merely, and without solicitude.
She neither liked nor disliked Mr. Arnault. He was a man of the world, reported wealthy, established in a large but not very conservative business. He had the name of being a little fast and speculative, but she was accustomed to that style of man. He was an open suitor who would take no rebuff, and had laughingly told her so.
We have both been on the road this afternoon, but you have had the advantage of me." "And mean to keep it, confound you!" thought Graydon. "Ah, good-evening, Mr. Arnault. You are right; I have found rough roads preferable to smooth rails and a palace car." "How well you are looking, Miss Stella! but that's chronic with you.
For the time he was content to imitate Madge's tactics, and acted as if he intended to follow the course that she had suggested. The fact that Arnault was so evidently enjoying his dinner and the Wildmere smiles did not detract from his purpose to prove that he also was not without resources.
Requesting her companion to wait, she followed Mr. Wildmere through an open window, and when on the piazza he took her hand and put it within his arm with a firmness that permitted no resistance. Arnault noted the proceeding with a cynical smile. "Stella," said her father, in a low, stern tone, "did you not promise Mr. Arnault his answer this evening?"
Arnault, for the latter, without revealing his transaction with Mr. Muir, had whispered to Mr. Wildmere his conviction that Henry Muir was borrowing at ruinous interest. This information accorded with the broker's previous knowledge, and he was eager that his daughter should decide for Arnault at once. This, however, the wilful girl would not do.
Arnault felt that he had given his ultimatum, and was resolved to abide by it. At the same time he knew that it would be a terrible wrench to give up the girl. The very difficulty of winning her had stimulated to the utmost his passion for attainment. She was the best that existed in his superficial world, and fulfilled his ideal.
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