" "Be pleased, then, in future not to let your surprise find vent in words," rejoined Jonathan, sternly. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. Agents were dispersed in all directions—offers the most tempting held out to induce the wavering to join the Chevalier's standard. “He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. ’ ‘I like that,’ Gerald protested. His blood would be sweet with it. After all, she was a consummate actress. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. The smell assaulted them even before they entered the restaurant, greasy and savory. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. “Why, it’s David!” he exclaimed.
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