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Updated: July 2, 2025
"I'm coming, my children," she called, and, with a laugh, she ran forward through the doorway. "What is it you want, Fabian?" she asked, conscious that in Carnac's face was consternation. "What can I do for you?" she added, with a slight flush. "Nothing for me, but for Carnac " Fabian stretched out a hand. She laughed brusquely. "Oh, Carnac! Carnac! Well, I've been making him this bouquet."
She wondered what Barouche would think. There was some ancient touch of war in her which made her rejoice that after long years the hammer should strike. Somehow the thing's tremendous possibilities thrilled her. Carnac had always been a politician always.
The old man's eyes narrowed until there could only be seen a slit of fire between the lids, and a bitter smile came to his lips. He had told his wife a year ago that he had cut Carnac out of all business consideration. So now, he added: "Tarboe's taken your place in the business, Carnac. Look out he doesn't take your little home too." "He's had near a year, and he hasn't done it yet."
For, after all, there was the spirit of Art in framing a great policy which would benefit millions in the present and countless millions in the future. So, at the railway station, as they waited for the train, with an agitation outwardly controlled, she said: "The men who have fought before, will want to stand, so don't be surprised if " "If they reject me, mother?" interrupted Carnac.
"I'm not engaged to Carnac Grier, and he has never asked me to marry him but what business is it of yours, ma'm'selle?" "Come and I'll tell you." Luzanne moved towards the door. They were speechless till they reached Luzanne's lodgings. "This is the house of Monsieur Marmette, an agent of Monsieur Barouche," said Junia. "I know it." "You'll know it better soon.
When Carnac asked his question Junia smiled up at him. "Yes, I think you'll win, Carnac. You have the tide with you." Presently she added: "I'm not sure that you've got all the cards, though I don't know why, but I have that fear." "You think that " She nodded. "I think Monsieur Barouche has some cards he hasn't played yet. What they are I don't know, but he's confident.
There was silence again for a moment, deep and painful, and then Carnac spoke. "Mother, I don't think father is well. I see a great change in him. He hasn't long to travel, and some day you'll have everything. He might make you run the business, with Tarboe as manager." She shuddered slightly. "With Tarboe I never thought of that with Tarboe! . . . Are you going to wait for your father?
He held out his hand with applause from the crowd, but Grandois was not to be softened. His anger, however, had behind it some sense of caution, and what Carnac said about the smallpox incident struck him hard. It was the first time he had ever been hit between the eyes where John Grier was concerned.
Presently the two adjourned to the sitting-room, and there he saw that the table was only laid for two. That opened his eyes. The men had disappeared and he and Luzanne were alone. She was sitting on a sofa near the table, showing to good advantage. She was composed, while Carnac was embarrassed. Carnac began to take a grip on himself. The waiter entered. "When shall I serve dinner, sir?" he said.
Come, let's go together." She looked a bit smashed and overdone. "The dinner!" she said in confusion. "I'll pay for that. We won't wait any longer. Come on at once, please." She put on her things coolly, and he noticed a savage stealthiness as she pushed the long pins through her hat and hair. He left the room. Outside the hotel, Carnac held out his hand.
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