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Varick was lighting a cigarette, and Sir Lyon saw that his hand shook; "and yet when I saw her roll down the bank I was so paralyzed with horror that my voice seemed to go." He looked appealingly at his friend Panton. "Yes, I can well understand that," said the doctor feelingly. "I have known shock close the throat absolutely."
She told herself that perhaps the late Mrs. Varick had left twenty thousand pounds in money, and that the bulk of her income had come from land. "Yes, but unfortunately poor Milly couldn't leave Wyndfell Hall to Mr. Varick. He only has a life interest in it." Helen Brabazon spoke in a curiously decided way, as if she were used to business. Blanche was again very much surprised.
But instead of taking advantage of their opportunities, the Varicks had gone not upwards, but steadily downwards the final crash having been owing to the folly, indeed the far more than folly, as Lionel Varick had come to know when still a child, of his own father. Lionel's father had not lived long after his disgraceful bankruptcy.
She vaguely resented the way in which Varick spoke of Bubbles. After all, the girl had come to Wyndfell Hall out of the purest good nature in order to help them through with their party. "Oh, well, I daresay you're right." I've heard from Panton " "You mean your doctor friend?" she said coldly. "Yes, and he hopes to be here sooner than he thought he could be.
Desha Breckinridge of Kentucky; Miss Helen Varick Boswell and Miss Mary Wood of New York, and Professor Frances Squire Potter of Minnesota University, were among the speakers. The last four remained for several days and spoke at the great Gladstone Chautauqua. One of the most noteworthy incidents of the campaign was a debate here between Mrs. Breckinridge and the Rev.
I should advise you, Bubbles, to follow Miss Brabazon's example go up and have a good rest, before getting ready for dinner." Bubbles turned away. She walked very slowly, with dragging steps, to the door; and a moment later Miss Burnaby also left the room. Varick walked over towards the fireplace. He held out his hands to the flames he felt cold, shiveringly cold.
Blanche felt a touch of shuddering repulsion from herself, as well as from Varick, as she now remembered how sincerely she had rejoiced when, reading between the lines of his letter, she had guessed that he was marrying an unattractive woman for her money.
He really couldn't help it. Varick was such a thoroughly good fellow! "I wonder," said Varick hesitatingly, "if I could get a copy of that Sunday paper? I feel that it's the sort of thing that ought to be stopped don't you, Panton?" "I'm quite sure it didn't appear again in the same paper, or I should have heard of it again. That one particular copy did end by going the whole round of Redsands.
Varick turned to the company: "Will you forgive me for a moment?" he said. "I forgot to say a word to my chauffeur about our plans for to-morrow." And as he went through one door, Bubbles, followed by the now good and repentant Span, appeared through another. "He's a darling," she cried enthusiastically. "One of the nicest dogs I've ever met!"
During the last few days Sir Lyon had become convinced that Lionel Varick had resolved in his powerful, unscrupulous mind to make Helen Brabazon his wife. It was in vain that he argued with himself that the question of Miss Brabazon's future concerned him not at all. He found himself again and again, when watching those two, giving a great deal of uneasy thought to the matter.
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