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They were pretty much by the head in those days, and it was a dark outlook before them, when young Webster signed the Vesper's articles as first officer and went aboard, with all that the old man could scrape together for a venture, and with the future of his family hanging in the balance.
Altars arose and sacred shrines, and delicate chantries and fretted spires; now the flashing phantom of heavenly choirs, and then the dim response of cowled and earthly cenobites: "These are black Vesper's pageants!" Lothair was quite glad to see Mr. Putney Giles. That gentleman indeed was a universal favorite.
Monica had not attended that lecture of Miss Barfoot's, and so, it was evident, had purposely deceived her husband. To what end? Where were those hours spent? Mildred Vesper's report supplied grounds for sombre conjecture, and the incident at Sloane Square Station, the recollection of Monica and Barfoot absorbed in talk, seemed to have a possible significance which fired Rhoda with resentment.
Silent, uncomplaining, unapproachable, and grim, he kept to his rooms in the Iroquois, oldest of Vesper's highly modern hotels; or was wheeled abroad by his one attendant, who was valet, confidant, factotum, and friend Cornelius Van Lear, withered, parchment-faced, and brown, strikingly like Rameses II as to appearance and garrulity.
Here and there the leaves would start and dally with a vagrant puff from vesper's lips, then droop again as if in grief at the vagaries of the little truant which now was fanning and stirring into lazy motion another leafy limb. There was music in the drawing room. It was suppressed and soft so sweet that it melted into the heart in very stealth. Ah! it is gone. "Home, sweet home!"
It was remembered then, on certain struggling hill farms, that old McClintock had been childless; and certain hill babies were cuddled the closer for that. Then, thirty years later, or forty some such matter McClintock slipped back to Vesper unheralded very many times a millionaire; incidentally a hopeless invalid, sentenced for life to a wheeled chair; Vesper's most successful citizen.
Miss Vesper's two rooms were very humble, but homely. She looked at Monica to remark the impression produced by them. 'Will it do? 'Oh, very nicely indeed. After my quarters in Walworth Road! But I feel ashamed to intrude upon you. 'I have been trying to find someone to share my rent, said the other, with a simple frankness that was very agreeable.
Not many yards below the vesper's nest, on the other side of the road, is a junco's nest. You may know the junco's nest from that of any other ground-builder by its being more elaborate and more perfectly hidden.
Cosgrove to talk at large on this engrossing theme. 'Where is Mrs. Widdowson living? the revolutionist at length inquired. 'I don't know. But I can get you her address. 'Pray do. I shall go and see her. We are quite friendly enough for me to do so without impertinence. Having lunched with her acquaintance, Rhoda went in the afternoon to Mildred Vesper's lodgings.
His hair was of the red gold, but his eyes grew darker as he grew, until they were as black as Vesper's. He was the merriest of creatures, always laughing, always loving, for a moment raging, then laughing afresh. Watho called him Photogen.
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