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The rest of England no one knows." Albert paused and held up one hand for silence. "At last," he read "at last, my friends, after a lifetime of fruitless search, it seems that I have found through the good offices of Dormer Colville not the man we have sought, but his son. We have long suspected that Louis XVII. must be dead.
Bowen asked him to read it," Imogene continued. "Did she?" asked Colville pensively. "And then we discussed it afterward. We had a long discussion. And then he read us the 'Legend of Pornic, and we had a discussion about that. Mrs. Bowen says it was real gold they found in the coffin; but I think it was the girl's 'gold hair. I don't know which Mr. Morion thought. Which do you?
She looked as if another word of pursuit would put it beyond her power to control herself. "Let me take you to Mrs. Fleming," said Colville, with freezing hauteur; and led the way where the top of Mrs. Fleming's bonnet still showed itself. He took leave at once, and hastily parting with his host, found himself in the street, whirled in many emotions.
"I certainly prefer the European plan of bringing up girls," she replied steadfastly. "I shouldn't think of letting a daughter of mine have the freedom I had." "Well, perhaps it will come right in the next generation, then; she will let her daughter have the freedom she hadn't." "Not if I'm alive to prevent it," cried Mrs. Bowen. Colville laughed. "Which plan do you prefer, Miss Graham?"
I suggested Via Reggio the doctor said she ought to have sea air or Venice; but she wouldn't hear of it. No; we must wait." "Yes, we must wait," repeated Colville hollowly. "Then nothing can be done?" "Why, haven't you said it?" "Oh yes yes. I can't go away, and you can't. But couldn't we do something get up something?" "I don't know what you mean."
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"If he asks me to go somewhere, will you tease mamma? She always lets you, Imogene, and it seems sometimes as if she just took a pleasure in denying me." "You mustn't talk so of your mother, Effie." "No; I wouldn't to everybody. I know that she means for the best; but I don't believe she understands how much I suffer when she won't let me go with Mr. Colville.
The air throbbed, as always, with the sound of bells, but it was a mellower and opener sound than before, and looking at the purple bulk of one of those hills which seem to rest like clouds at the end of each avenue in Florence, Colville saw that it was clear of snow. He was going up through Via Cavour to find Mr. Waters and propose a walk, but he met him before he had got half-way to San Marco.
"There is only one thing, and that is money," she concluded, watching him tear open the envelope. "I am going to John Turner's office," Mrs. St. Pierre Lawrence wrote. "If, by some lucky chance, you should pass through Paris, and happen to call this morning, follow me to the Rue Lafayette. M. St. It was plain enough. Colville reflected that Mrs. St.
This boy had to die, however, by some means or other. It was for France, you understand, and the safety of the Great Republic." "One hopes that he appreciated his privilege," observed Colville, philosophically. "And he must die in public, duly certified for by persons of undoubted integrity. They called in, at the last moment, Desault, a great doctor of that day.
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