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At the same time, Vaura, who had turned again to her lines from Madame, on reading over, said as she discussed her luncheon. "This bit of duck will be a palatable morceau as compared with my letter from Haughton; Madame does not write to please, she merely pleases to write." Seeing Trevalyon very grave and silent, she said with kindly intent, and to change the current of his thought.
On parting from the Italian he tendered to Vaura for herself and Lady Esmondet his box at the theatre, as being more favourably situated than the only one Captain Trevalyon had been able to procure, and at Vaura's invitation he dined at the villa Iberia, escorting them afterwards to hear the wonderful voice of Patti.
"Seats for five more, guard," shouted Tedril, for the engine was almost off. "This way, sir." The strawberries with hasty good-byes are on board with Tedril. "Dine with me to-morrow evening, Colonel. By, by," said Mrs. Tompkins pleasantly, for he was so easy and she would have Trevalyon up. But the latter, lifting his hat, said: "It is not au revoir with me, dear Mrs.
"Undoubtedly, for the human race; but not for the church, for their people often lapse into dissent." "I don't believe in extremes; I respect the man who is thorough," said Vaura, seeing that Capt. Trevalyon had entered and seated himself beside her god-mother, evidently wishing to talk with her, and so, to help him, taking up the thread of the argument herself.
"You deserve better company than I, just now, ma belle, and Everly is aching to be with you." And rising, he took the chair Everly vacated, near Mrs. Wingfield. "What have you done to Trevalyon? Miss Vernon," said Everly, as he seated himself beside her. "In five minutes his expression changed from unclouded happiness to the blackness of despair; queer fellow to wear such a look beside you."
"What a terrible expression came into Major Delrose's face just now, as he looked at Sir Lionel Trevalyon," said Vaura to Chancer, "if ever man was born to hunt something he looked the man." "Yes? I did not notice, but have always thought there was a latent jealousy and dislike in his breast of Trevalyon." "One goes hand in hand with the other," she answered.
"Pardonnez, Mademoiselle, but Sir Tilton Everly would continue his search until our belle of the evening was found," said De Vesey, apologetically. "Not so loud, Monsieur De Vesey," Vaura answered in a whisper. "This is the temple of the god of Silence, and Captain Trevalyon and I have been worshipping at his shrine.
"She can make herself popular if she will; she at all events has the wherewithal to buy their vote," said Lady Esmondet, as she buried herself in London Truth. "Yes, that's true, I suppose she will take," said Vaura, musingly. "You don't know how delightful I find the being again with you, Miss Vernon," said Trevalyon, earnestly. "Such a lapse of time since the old life at Haughton."
Listen, my king, my master," and she started to her feet powerfully agitated, every pulse throbbing, Trevalyon stood up quickly, coming to her side, taking her hand in his while one arm supported her, for she trembled.
"Even the hirelings love him," thought her mistress; aloud she says: "I am quite sure Capt. Trevalyon was a kind master, Saunders, and Sims was a faithful servant, and looked the essence of good humour. Good-night, you can go now," "Good-night, ma'am; what time shall I call you for your bath, ma'am?" "At half-past nine." "Yes, ma'am."
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