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Lua refused to accompany us; but she urged Anina to go, and the little girl was ready enough to take advantage of her mother's permission. Though he said nothing, I shall never forget Mercer's face as this decision was made. The vehicle in which Miela had made her former trip was still lying in the valley where we had left it.
The man obeyed directly, muttering that he only did as others did; and when they had got out into the street, Clement, finding himself not far from the place where the lights and voices showed him that some one was in command, managed to get to the mercer's shop with the poor old echevin, where he found M. de Beaufort, with his hair shining in the lamplight, his yellow scarf, and his long white feather, hanging over the features that were meant to be like an angel's.
Burr major walked back and sat down on his second's knee, smiling round at the cheering boys, who began to crowd round him, while, as I rose, feeling painful throbbings in one elbow and arm, I was drawn down on Mercer's knee, and he whispered, "Never mind. Don't get excited over it. Be quite cool. Now then, he's ready again."
"You hold your row," he cried, and as I stood thus held, I received a sharp, back-handed blow on the mouth, which made my lip bleed. "Bring it out, Dicksee." The latter wanted no second telling, but dived down into poor Mercer's treasure-chest, and brought out the pot of preserving paste. "There!" cried Burr major, taking up the pot with a face wrinkled up with disgust; "now we've found him out.
Yet not once during the day did he get out of his bed, fearing that he might be discovered. Cardigan visited him twice and had no suspicion of Mercer's temperature chart. He dressed his wound, which was healing fast. It was the fever which depressed him. There must be, he said, some internal disarrangement which would soon clear itself up.
All along the road, what Athos had said respecting Mme. Bonacieux recurred to the mind of the young man. Although d'Artagnan was not of a very sentimental character, the mercer's pretty wife had made a real impression upon his heart. As he said, he was ready to go to the end of the world to seek her; but the world, being round, has many ends, so that he did not know which way to turn.
But it is a very rude and nasty pleasure. We supped at home, and very merry. And then about nine o'clock to Mrs. And at last our businesses being most spent, we into Mrs. Mercer's, and there mighty merry, smutting one another with candle grease and soot, till most of us were like devils. Thus we spent till three or four in the morning, mighty merry; and then parted, and to bed. 15th.
One of her favourite tricks was to pout at him and twit him on his adoration of my Lady Dunstanwolde, of whom she was in truth not too fond; though she had learned to keep a civil tongue in her head, since her ladyship was a match for half a dozen such as she, and, when she chose to use her cutting wit, proved an antagonist as greatly to be feared as in the days when Lady Maddon, the fair and frail "Willow Wand," had fallen into hysteric fits in the country mercer's shop.
It was: 'The wretch has been dogging my chariot through the park, or, 'my fate pursued me at church, and 'my inevitable adorer handed me out of my chair at the mercer's, or what not. My wish was to increase this sentiment of awe in her bosom, and to make her believe that I was a person from whom escape was impossible.
"Ramin," said he at length, laying his thin hand on the arm of his guest, and peering with his keen glance into the mercer's purple face, "you are a funny fellow, but I know you; you cannot make me believe you have called just to see how I am, and to amuse me. Come, be candid for once; what do you want?"
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