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They reached the long grove of magnificent copper-beeches, and just without its entrance Miss Silver began searching for her lost locket. "It is not here," said Sybilla. "Let us go further down " She paused at a sudden gesture of her companion. "Hush!" he said. "There is some one talking in the Beech Walk." Both paused and stood stock still.
Parmalee, left alone, sat over his oysters and his port, luxuriating in the thirty sovereigns in the present and the three hundred pounds in the prospective. "It's been an uncommon good investment," he reflected, "and knocks the photograph business into a cocked hat. Then there's Sybilla she goes with the bargain, too. Three hundred pounds and a handsome, black-eyed wife.
He is half mad to be reconciled to make a fool of himself, asking pardon, and all that but I have taken good care he shall not. He thinks she is obstinate and sullen; she thinks he is full of nothing but rage and revenge. It is laughable to manage them." "Fun to you, but death to them," observed the artist. "You are flinty, Sybilla, and no mistake.
His last words and her father's unexpected reply had evidently carried her beyond her depth. "Well, sir, am I to take the picture?" Wyant smilingly pursued. "No, young man; nor a photograph of it. Nor a sketch, either; mind that, nothing that can be reproduced. Sybilla," he cried with sudden passion, "swear to me that the picture shall never be reproduced!
He heard no more he sat bowed, paralyzed, crushed with misery and remorse. His wife his lost wife had been as pure and stainless as the angels, and he oh, pitiful God! how merciless he had been! Sybilla Silver was dismissed; other witnesses were called. Edwards and Claudine were the only ones examined that day, Sybilla had occupied the court so long. They corroborated all she had said.
Her father had meant another book; but Sybilla did not know that. "I'll just glance through it to to be sure that I mustn't read it." She laid one hand on the paper hanger's table, vaulted up sideways, and, seated on the top, legs swinging, buried herself in the book, unconscious that the overturned paste was slowly fastening her to the spattered table top.
Lady Kingsland sat back among her wraps in displeased silence; Mildred never talked much, and the young baronet was lost in blissful ecstasy a great deal too deep for words. He could not even see his mother was angry he never gave one poor thought to Lady Louise. The whole world was bounded by Harriet Hunsden. Sybilla Silver was up and waiting.
Let us say a prayer to God to keep us!" Then Margaret Douglas turned and knelt with her face to the pillow and her small hands clasped in front of her. "Give me your silver cross," she said, "I lent the little gold one that was William's to the Lady Sybilla, and she hath not returned it me again." Maud gave her the cross and she took it and held it in the palm of her hand looking long at it.
Lady Kingsland looked suspiciously at her son. She highly disapproved of pretty girls where he was concerned; but the handsome face was frank and open as the day. "Now don't be suspicious, Lady Kingsland. I'm not going to fall in love with Miss Sybilla Silver, I give you my word and honor. She saved my life, remember. May I not fetch her here?" "What! in men's clothes, and before your sister?
And my son, Sybilla, where is he?" "Asleep in his room, my lady. I administered an opiate. His very life, I think, depended on it. He will not awake for some hours. Do not disturb him. Will you come up to your old rooms and remove your things?" They followed her. They had come to stay until the suspense was ended to take care of the son and brother.
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