Richard Carvel — Volume 05 by Winston Churchill
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"I bowed again.
"'Is it true that Richard Carvel was in love with Miss Swain?' she asked." "And you said, Comyn," I broke in, unable longer to contain myself, "you said--" "I said: 'Dorothy, if I were to die to-morrow, I would swear Richard Carvel loved you, and you only.'" His Lordship had spoken with that lightness which hides only the deepest emotion. "And she refused you?" I cried. "Oh, surely not for that!" "And she did well," said my Lord. I bowed my head on my arms, for I had gone through a great deal that day, and this final example of Comyn's generosity overwhelmed me. Then I felt his hand laid kindly on my shoulder, and I rose up and seized it. His eyes were dim, as were mine. "And now, will you go to Maryland and be a fool?" asked his Lordship. I hesitated, sadly torn between duty and inclination. John Paul could, indeed, go to America without me. Next the thought came over me in a flash that my grandfather might be ill, or even dead, and there would be no one to receive the captain. I knew he would never consent to spend the season at the Star and Garter at my expense. And then the image of |
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