But perhaps I had better get a room in an hotel to-night
and look round. Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into
being. I want to do something. ”
His eyes were closed. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. ‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. He had not proceeded far when
he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly
approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself
behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled
over his brows, rode by at full speed. The man pulled up his horse grumbling, and turned round. Brendon. Only her face was clear, frail
and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. And the Duke, too—I heard him say that a married secretary
would be worse than useless to him. Her stomach growled, and she clutched at it in reaction,
haphazardly observing that the gown had been changed
to silk. His tongue
was more ready, his wit more keen than usual. Usually his charges bored him with their interrogative chatter, for
he knew that his information more often than not went into one ear and out of
the other.
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