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Her name, we learnt, was Eleanor, and she was nearly a year older than Maria. "She'll be your friend, I suppose," I said, a little enviously, in reference to her age. "Of course," said Matilda, with dignity. "But you can be with us a good deal," she was kind enough to add. I remember quite well how disappointed I felt that I should have so little title to share the newcomer's friendship.
"The 'Live One! Prentiss, at last!" If he had followed his impulse, Toomey would have cast himself headlong upon the newcomer's prosperous bosom, for a conventional handshake seemed inadequate to express the rapture that sent him to Prentiss's side in a rush. "Mr. Prentiss, as I live! Why didn't you let me know?"
Finally he declared that, even if this last had NOT happened, he would still have felt unable to deny himself the pleasure of offering to his host that meed of homage which was the latter's due. Meanwhile he begged his guest to consider himself at home, and, after seating him in an armchair, made preparations to listen to the newcomer's discourse on natural history.
But now, safely hidden in the gallery, out of sight from the floor below, he had the leisure to consider the newcomer's movements and to draw conclusions from them. An honest man's first act would surely have been to switch on the lights. And an honest man would hardly have crept so stealthily.
The jester turned his great head towards the newcomer's, and sought with melancoly eyes the face of his visitor. At sight of him a look of terror spread itself upon his countenance. "My lord," he cried, struggling into a sitting posture, "my noble, gracious lord, have mercy on me. I could tear out this craven tongue of mine.
They had longed to decide the question of supremacy ever since the newcomer's arrival, and now they were determined to settle the matter. Satan was the stronger of the two, however, and probably in addition possessed a more evil temper than his rival. Biting, screaming, kicking, he circled about his enemy, his savage heart bent on the destruction of the upstart who had dared to invade his domains.
The newcomer's brown skin was startling against the neutral shade of the walls. His hair and brows were only a few shades darker; but the general sameness of color was relieved by the vivid blue of his eyes. Expressionless, the dark stranger stood quietly, his arms hanging loosely by his sides, studying Ross, as if the younger man was some problem he had been assigned to solve.
His eyes glittered brightly and there was a hint of nervousness in the tenseness of his lower lip. Doran went out. Richard closed the door and turned to face the company. Mr. Torrington leaned forward and as though by accident twitched down the table lamp shade that the light might be thrown on the newcomer's face. Lord Almont gasped and even Cassis was startled by the phenomenal likeness. Mr.
"To prevent a mistake, may I ask your name?" "Certainly. It is Royson, Richard Royson." "And address?" A curious ring of satisfaction in the newcomer's voice carried a warning note with it.
Still, in spite of a kind of spy system, by which no harm is meant, a provincial habit bred of want of occupation and the restless inquisitiveness of the principal society, nothing was known for certain of the newcomer's rank, fortune, or real condition. This, of course, must be her husband's name.
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