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Do you think, if I'd been born the Marquis of Bel what's his name I should have been on to Palliser's little song and dance, and had as much fun out of it?" "On my soul, I believe you would," the, duke answered. "Brooklyn or Stone Hover Castle, I'm hanged if you wouldn't have been YOU." After this came a pause.
These last words were said as it were in a whisper to Alice; but they were so whispered that there was no real attempt to keep them from the ears of Mr Jeffrey Palliser. Glencora, Alice thought, should not have allowed the word duenna to have passed her lips in speaking to any one; but, above all, she should not have done so in the hearing of Mr Palliser's cousin.
She had been the bosom friend, and in many things the guide in life, of Mr Palliser's mother; and she took a special interest in Mr Palliser's welfare. When he married, she heard the story of the loves of Burgo and Lady Glencora; and though she thought well of the money, she was not disposed to think very well of the bride.
Being told Palliser's story of the "Ladies," he listened, holding the tips of his fingers together, and wearing an expression of deep interest slightly baffled in its nature. It was Lady Edith who related the anecdote to him. "Now," he said, "it would be very curious and complicating if that were true; but I don't believe it is. Palliser, of course, likes to tell a good story.
Very naturally the talk did not end by confining itself to one household. In due time Captain Palliser's little sketches were known in divers places, and it became a habit to discuss what had happened, and what might possibly happen in the future. There were those who went to the length of calling on the new man because they wanted to see him face to face.
The elephant charged him immediately; and Palliser, having the lock of his gun tied up, was perfectly defenceless, and he was obliged to run as hard as his long legs would carry him. 'Look out! look out! an elephant's coming! Look out! This we heard shouted as we were standing beneath the tree, and the next moment we saw Palliser's tall form of six feet four come flying through the high grass.
"You can't say you're out when I can see perfectly well that you're in." "Go away Kitty, I'm busy." "You've no business to be busy at five o'clock in the afternoon." Miss Kitty Palliser's body was outside the window, but her head, crowned with a marvellous double-peaked hat of Parma violets, was already within the room.
"What reason had you for supposing that you might discover Mr. Palliser's body there?" the other asked bluntly. Tallente sat on the stone seat and lit a cigarette. "I will take you into my confidence, Mr. Inspector," he said. "This afternoon I strolled round here with a lady caller, just before you came, and I fancied that I heard a faint cry.
You are perfectly adorable, for one reason; for the other, there is something a nameless something about you " "Quite nameless," said the girl under her breath. A little flash of mist confused Miss Palliser's eyesight for a moment; her senses warned her, but her heart was calling. "Dear," she said, "I could love you very easily." Shiela looked her straight in the eyes.
Miss Pillby related the circumstances of Miss Palliser's crime setting forth her own cleverness in the course of her narrative how her misgivings had been excited by the unwonted familiarity between Ida and the Fraeulein a young person always open to suspicion as a stranger in the land how her fears had been confirmed by the conduct of an unknown man in the church; and how, urged by her keen sense of duty, she had employed Mrs.
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