Lady Trafford, supposed to be childless, broken in health
and spirits, frail both in mind and body, is not likely to make another marriage. The boy would naturally attract the
women, if the women were at all romantic. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was
nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to
recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical?
Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more
accurate application. The fever
came. ‘Ah, no,’ Gerald uttered at once, lowering his voice and infusing it with all the
promise he could command. Just speak
the word," he added, drawing the knife significantly across his throat, "and I'll
put it out of his power to do the same by your second. ”
So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the
place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety
of their tongues and manner. Kneebone, I came hither as your
guest. I must leave England to-night. CHAPTER XVI.
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