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Updated: June 9, 2025
Then Falloden's astonishing letter and offer of funds, based on Radowitz's report itself the echo of a couple of letters from Paris had encouraged the starving dreamer to go on.
Aunt Marcia, by way of proving to her sister Winifred that she was a callous and unkind creature, began to rake up inconsequently a number of incidents throwing light on the relations of father and son; which Lady Winifred scornfully capped by another series of recollections intended to illustrate the family arrogance, and Douglas Falloden's full share in it.
Oh, and I must try and comfort him! His poor music! it haunts me like something murdered. I could cry and cry. "Good night and good-bye! The two notes fell at Falloden's feet. He stood looking out into Beaumont Street. The long narrow street, which only two days before had been alive with the stream of Commemoration, was quiet and deserted.
At the same time it was evident through the disjointed conversation which followed that he was suffering great pain. He was alternately flushed and deadly pale, and could not occasionally restrain a groan which scared his two companions. At last they got up to go, to the relief of all three. Meyrick said awkwardly: "Falloden's awfully sorry too.
She thought of that first exhilaration; the early sun upon the wood; the dewy scents of moss and tree; Falloden's face of greeting "How can you look so fresh! You can't have slept more than four hours and here you are! Wonderful! 'Did ever Dian so become a grove' " An ominous quotation, if she had only remembered at the time where it came from!
He turned and saw the youngest daughter of the house, Lady Alice, with whom he had always been on chaffing, cousinly terms; and as she spoke a sudden stir and hush in the room showed that the royal party had arrived, and were being received in the hall below. Falloden's first irritable instinct was to refuse. Why should he go out of his way to make himself a show for all these eyes?
He must give evidence, too, at the inquest. Radowitz! Thoughts, ironic and perverse, ran swarming through Falloden's brain, as though driven through it from outside. What a nursery tale! how simple! how crude! Could not the gods have devised a subtler retribution? Then these thoughts vanished again, like a cloud of gnats.
Among the papers of the twenty or thirty men who were the certain Firsts of the year, he could not help paying a special attention to Douglas Falloden's. What a hard and glittering mind the fellow had! extraordinarily competent and well-trained; extraordinarily lacking, as it seemed to Sorell, in width or pliancy, or humanity.
Falloden's look of slightly sarcastic amusement, as the little man breathlessly examined his countenance, threw the buyer into despair. Douglas put down the paper. "We gave you the first chance, Herr Schwarz. As you know, nobody is yet aware of our intentions to sell. But I shall advise my father to-night to let one or two of the dealers know."
But the boy had said vehemently that he couldn't and wouldn't go alone, and who could go with him? A question that for the moment stopped the way. Falloden's first bar examination was immediately ahead; Sorell was tied to St. Cyprian's; and every other companion so far proposed had been rejected with irritation.
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