Faithful Margaret
well that no one would have suspected, not even simple
o gayety, and a violent flirtation with the Irish duke, which threatened quite to banish any lingering memories
hanging about my lady's drawing-rooms, or dangling after her in her saunters with her companion. She rarely lifted her ey
pening to her daily, and filling h
est or story, they laughed at his withering flashes of wit, admired his brilliant follies, and narrated his errati
there a flashing glimpse of virtue, or a suggestion of innate chivalry of soul, or
ich to deck her demi-god, until the vision seemed so kingly, that she took
up to the companion's remote chamber, she dreamed of the possible angel in this man, and her soul ye
" she sometimes sighed; "but the last chan
f her maid. "My cousin, Harry Falconcourt, has arrived, and insists on being introduced formally to the heroine
upon this!" exclaimed Margaret, much startled
you your privilege of seclusion on this occas
s time it was rather roughly carrie
looming daughters, come to meet the London visitors of Hautville Park; and a great many bright un
by her quips and coquetries. She was in surprising spirits, for was not his Grace the Duke of
antly sparkling eyes, seemed almost bewitched by my lady's rapid flippancies; and watched her fa
?" asked the duke. "Strange face! Mos
is Miss Walsingham, my companion, advis
that the beauty that bursts from every look and tone is so mysterious. That is a countenance graced by goodness, bravery, candor, devotion. There are
a physiognomist," said Lady Ju
le smile, the graceful features, the peach-li
ing in the first s
f the table. "A minute since she was sparkling as champagne, now she is tame as lemona
oice opposite. "They all go to a woman as hideous as one of Macbeth's wit
o Brand, of the Guards?" as
ame, m
him in the latest American War Gazette? Cut his way through
ng deed
s of war to stir up the lion in him, and to bring out the gentleness too. He is the darling of his company-many a
him at h
a brother, sir. Sad dog, b
es which watched the officer's face. But he did
the band was having a rest of fort
lly, from mechanical measure, the chords grew into solemn pulsations, and a vision rose up before her introverted eyes of a darkened b
, with three black stripes across its disk, was shining weirdly over a man lying on his broken
and the dastardly dagger was plunged hilt-deep, and the man who had been ca
ed her electric face-her ha
and the Duke of Piermont stood beside Lieu
that their hands met. "I would like much to talk with you, so honor me by promenading with me
know-was I
large, mystic eyes were fixed sadly upon vacancy. Miss Walsingham was quite unconscious that she was walking through the cen
grace-I was playing
A battle-field-the retreat of the conq
what day of the
up to horror, and in her sudden e
st of Se
eptember. I sha
by something, Miss Walsingham.
can allow me to retire, and make some apology
duke bit
eturn to me
to-ni
lighted rotunda, leaving his
light, with clasping hands and yearning eyes, Margaret Walsingham question
man had be