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Chapter 8 COUNT KARL

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n an even more violent tone that I should tell him all I knew, I had t

sion and undoing, I fainted. At least I fell back in my chair seemingly unconscious, and should have fallen on

remedies to apply. He chafed and slapped my hands, without thinking to take off my gloves; he called for cold water which the soldier servant brought in, and bathed

r, I opened my eyes, rolled them about wildly, began to sob again, sat up

w how really anxious and self-reproachful he was. But I had forged an effective weapon; and

. He can at best cheat or bribe; while a woman can do all three

k coherently; and during the incoherent inte

Oh, how silly you must

o violent," he said. "I am

. But she told me you were a very

ld you?

cried, as he started in amazement. "Oh, don't look so cross. I d

said, quickly. "Wha

ou're kind and good, or dear Gareth would never be your daughter. She said horrible things of you. That you'd ruined her father and imprisoned him; and much more. But of course she would say anything. She was jealous of

ng only to punctuate it with inane giggles and glances o

mbre face. At the mention of my father and his imprisonment, he caught his breath and started back so violently that he stumb

water I asked for; and when he had put down th

onel von Dreschler's

s, of c

ed into his tangled beard. "It is he who ha

d he want to do that for? Besides, how

ore. Can you tell me where to fi

way off, of course; but it's just the loveliest town and well worth a

d do you know Colo

wo years and more, that horrid little red-haired t

full charged with renewed suspicion. But I was giggling and trying t

d. "Can you tell me anything abo

It must be quite six months ago-yes, because, I h

he asked, grow

nna; I can't remember where it was, but I hav

-she spe

uld have been quite happy if only she

ouldn'

ouldn't let her

to speak plainly, Miss Gilmore. D

we thought. Oh, don't look lik

n. "Tell me, please," he m

away with him." I said

question. It came in a low, tense, hus

head and w

n dares to hint shame of my child--

ve Gareth dearly, and would say no shame of her. If I can hel

ronged her, may I burn in hell if I do not make his life the penalty." The

new my symptoms of hysterics. This time I was not going to get well enoug

ould see me again, I told him that if he would come that afternoon to

anned my next step. It was to be a bold one; but the crisis called

ing with an attendant and his look chanced to be in my direction. He stared as if trying to recollect me, then he bowed. I responded, but he passed on; and I conclu

d'Artelle's frie

ing whether to be glad or

a few step

ly, if y

ng to speak to you alone, Miss Gilmore. Shall we walk here?" and we turned into a side

kept staring at me with a directness which,

e?" he asked, as we reached a se

st," I agreed;

ry singular of me," he

and he frowned at the irrelevant flippancy. "I am a studen

you some questi

difficult to frame. You

xpectedly that I did smile. "It is perfec

e old days he had talked a lo

ste of your life and its opport

d this one at any rate. I have been thinking about you e

asked p

it up. Because your name is Chri

"Two days ago your brother not only doubted the Christabel, but wished to give

yself, thank you," I declar

o. It's perfect

his means?" I put the

nk. But I don't care. I'm long pa

might be a glorious thing for a man i

imed, with the self-satisfaction of a cynic. "I sup

arply that he gave a start and glan

can't live without it now, and I don't want to try. What does i

e ashamed t

en, at one time, when I first began; but not now. Besides,

intention o

p you to talk about this. I don't quite know why I did stop you now;

lmost pathetic and i

know. You reminded me so much of-of another Christabel of the name you mentioned, Christabel

t is not an A

ew York years ago. Lord, what long yea

tive of that na

you had

hy

uldn't have been any good, would it? And yet-" he sighed-"yet I

ut w

and looked quizzically at me. "I w

n love with

st. Coming from me it must have so

hat's a question I can't answer, and you oughtn't to ask. But life's much too stupid f

d very much like to be your f

uld like to be the friend of the Duke Ladislas' el

humbug," I

ours. No clever people do anything without one, and they both

repeated, catch

ette and Gustav are in my life. You've spotted it, of course. It saves a heap of trouble to have some one to think for you. You mayn't believe

ith so much energ

e. But I'm right. I hate taking trouble. Of course I kno

ings do

d at me, paused, and then shook his head slowly. "You don'

erstand one thing-why the elder son should think his chi

it. I'm not surprised Gustav warned me against you. But he needn't. I shouldn't let you worry me into things. I

to General von Er

know;" and he laughed again. "And he

is, years ago; and I went to her th

so clever as they think. She hasn't any influence with

t is that b

nergy died out in another weary look and wave of the hand. He waited and then asked.

ot say I

t want me to do s

hy

ht do something

e to do that

l of unselfish people willing to do thi

t you wish

ends in Ameri

es

hat other girl-the one you're l

no doubt

ike to hear

now what your life is an

ade hi

t his hand to his eyes, and sat hunched up in silence. P

, it might have hurt

make me think; and I

hen, she would scar

ost as if--I beg your pardon. But for a moment I believe I was almost fool enough to feel something. No, no; d

to fumble in his pocket. He glanced at me rather shamefacedly, a

esn't matter," he said

very much," I de

e making ready to open i

ake it if sh

" and he heave

here, and then yo

t I?" and he partly

his arm. "For h

s of hell to m

life of hell

mus

ded again, and held ou

uld tor

or your

earching. "It's no good; I can't,"

and forced him to meet my eyes. "For her sak

te you if y

e looked each into the other'

and. I threw it down and ground it and the pellets to powder with my heel. He watched

he beginning-but

ter go now, before I

s and of her when the

an't resist it. I can't. Good-bye. I lik

gh and a smile, he lif

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