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Cecilia looked at Beauchamp stedfastly. 'Speak, said the look. But he, though not blind, was keenly wounded. 'Money I must have, he said, half to the colonel, half to himself. Colonel Halkett shrugged. Cecilia waited for a directness in Beauchamp's eyes. Her father was too wary to leave them.
The young gentleman whom he regarded as the Radical doctor's dupe, fell in for a share of his view of the doctor, and Mr. Romfrey became less fitted to observe Nevil Beauchamp's doings with the Olympian gravity he had originally assumed. The extreme delicacy of Rosamund's conscience was fretted by a remorseful doubt of her having conveyed a just impression of Dr.
'He hasn't marched on London with a couple of hundred thousand men: no, he hasn't done that, the earl said, glancing back in his mind through Beauchamp's career. 'And he escapes what Stukely calls his nation's scourge, in the shape of a statue turned out by an English chisel. No: we haven't had much public excitement out of him. But one thing he did do: he got me down on my knees!
I will condense the story from the more diffuse conversational narrative, interrupted by question and remark on the part of Alec, and give it the shape of formal history. Beauchamp's mother was the daughter of a Highland chief, whose pedigree went back to an Irish king of date so remote that his existence was doubtful to every one not personally interested in the extraction.
"Pooh!" he said; "even you will not say I am a coward. Do if you dare!" After her first startled cry, Kate had stood staring and trembling. Beauchamp's presence of mind returned. He thrust his half-drawn dirk into its sheath, and with a curl of the scarred lip, said coldly "Eaves-dropping." "Lying," retorted Alec.
'Were you able to gather from Captain Beauchamp's remarks whether he is much disappointed by the result of the election? said Cecilia. Mr. Tuckham could tell her only that Captain Beauchamp was incensed against an elector named Tomlinson for withdrawing a promised vote on account of lying rumours, and elated by the conquest of a Mr. Carpendike, who was reckoned a tough one to drag by the neck.
Vincent Beauchamp's acquaintance at last, he said, beaming with honest pride at the success of his tactics, 'and now we can come to terms again.
Austin came to Mount Laurels about the close of the yachting season, shortly after Colonel Halkett had spent his customary days of September shooting at Steynham. Beauchamp's folly was the colonel's theme, for the fellow had dragged Lord Palmet there, and driven his uncle out of patience. Mr. Romfrey's monumental patience had been exhausted by him.
Meanwhile Beauchamp's day of adieu succeeded that of his holiday, and no adieu was uttered. The hours at Tourdestelle had a singular turn for slipping. Interlinked and all as one they swam by, brought evening, brought morning, never varied. They might have varied with such a division as when flame lights up the night or a tempest shades the day, had Renee chosen; she had that power over him.
It's rather a jumble; but you should see her when Beauchamp's on his legs and speaking. 'Mr. Lydiard is in Bevisham? Mrs. Wardour-Devereux remarked. 'I know the girl, growled Mr. Lespel. 'She comes with that rascally doctor and a bobtail of tea-drinking men and women and their brats to Northeden Heath my ground. There they stand and sing. 'Hymns?'inquired Mr. Culbrett.
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