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Mool. "Did she ever hint at an idea of hastening her marriage?" he inquired. Plainly as the question was put, it thoroughly puzzled Mr. Gallilee. His honest face answered for him he was not in Carmina's confidence. Mr. Mool returned to his idea. "The one thing we can do," he said, "is to hasten Mr. Ovid's return. There is the only course to take as I see it." "Let's do it at once!" cried Mr.
"I have forgotten them." "Haven't you got children?" "No." "Haven't you got a wife?" "No." "Haven't you got a friend?" "No." "Well, you are a miserable chap!" Thanks to Zo, Carmina's sense of nervous oppression burst its way into relief. She laughed loudly and wildly she was on the verge of hysterics, when Benjulia's eyes, silently questioning her again, controlled her at the critical moment.
She was making an apology; she asked you to forgive and forget. What does all this mean?" Mr. Le Frank exhausted his ingenuity in efforts of polite evasion without the slightest success. Gallilee had him under her thumb. He was not released, until he had literally reported Carmina's opinion of him as a man and a musician, and had exactly described the circumstances under which he had heard it.
"Why won't you let that sweet girl come and stay with us?" Lady Northlake asked. "My daughters are longing for such a companion; and both my sons are ready to envy Ovid the moment they see her. Tell my nephew, when you next write, that I thoroughly understand his falling in love with that gentle pretty creature at first sight." Carmina's illness was the ready excuse which presented itself in Mrs.
Before the appointed hour had expired, Miss Minerva remarked that his mind did not appear to be at ease, and suggested that he had better renew the lesson on the next day. After a futile attempt to assume an appearance of tranquillity he thanked her and took his leave. On his way downstairs, he found the door of Carmina's room left half open. She was absent with Mr. Gallilee.
In the interval that had passed, his hungry suspicion of her had been left to feed on itself. The motives for that incomprehensible attempt to make a friend of him remained hidden in as thick a darkness as ever. Instead of secretly getting his information from Carmina's journals and letters, he was now reduced to openly applying for enlightenment to Carmina herself.
Watching through the night by Carmina's bedside, Teresa found herself thinking of Mr. Le Frank. It was one way of getting through the weary time, to guess at the motive which had led him to become a lodger in the house. Common probabilities pointed to the inference that he might have reasons for changing his residence, which only concerned himself.
"Have you anything to say to me, before I tell Carmina that you are here?" Mrs. Gallilee put that question quietly, so far as her voice was concerned. But she still kept her eyes on her book. Ovid knew that she was offering him his first and last chance of speaking plainly, before he went away. In Carmina's interests he spoke.
"Softly up and softly down and tempting me to take off the cover all the time! Why don't I get rid of it?" That question set her thinking of Carmina's guardian. If Mr. Null was right, in a day or two Mrs. Gallilee might come to the house.
Left by herself in the sitting-room, the landlady "purely out of curiosity," as she afterwards said, in conversation with her new lodger opened the cupboard, and looked in. The canister stood straight before her, on an upper shelf. Did Miss Carmina's nurse take snuff? She examined the canister: there was a white powder inside. The mutilated label spoke in an unknown tongue.
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