Dynevor Terrace; Or, The Clue of Life — Volume 1Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Dynevor Terrace; Or, The Clue of Life — Volume 1
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Cousins -- Fiction; Domestic fiction; English fiction -- 19th century; Upper class -- England -- Fiction
'You have no occasion,' she said, smiling in the midst of her blushes.
'I feared I had said what I ought not. I little expected such kind
sympathy.'
She hastily left him, and Lady Conway soon after found him so full of
bright, half-veiled satisfaction, that she held herself in readiness
for a confession from one or both every minute, and, now that the panic
was over, gave great credit to the Red Republicans for having served
her so effectually, and forgave the young people for having been so
provoking in their coolness in the time of danger, since it proved how
well they were suited to each other. She greatly enjoyed the
universally-implied conviction with regard to the handsome young pair.
Nor did they struggle against it; neither of them made any secret of
their admiration for the conduct of the other, and the scrupulous
appellations of Miss Conway and Lord Fitzjocelyn were discarded for
more cousinly titles.
The young hero fell somewhat in his aunt's favour when he was missing
at the traveller's early breakfast, although Delaford reported him much
better and gone out. 'What if he should be late for the train?--what
if he should be taken up by the police?' Virginia scolded her sister
for not being equally restless, and had almost hunted the Captain into
going in search of him; when at last, ten minutes before the moment of
departure, in he came, white, lame, and breathless, but his eyes
dancing with glee, and his lips archly grave, as he dropped something
into Isabel's lap.
'Her bracelet!' exclaimed Virginia, as Isabel looked up with swimming
eyes, unable to speak. 'Where did you find it?'
'In the carriage, in the heart of the barricade at the Porte St. Denis.'
'It is too much!' cried Isabel, recovering her utterance, and rising
with her hands locked together in her emotion. 'You make me repent my
having lamented for it!'
'I had an old respect for Clara's clasp.'
'I never saw a prettier attention,' said his aunt.
'It is only a pity that you cannot fasten it on for her.'
'That could only be done by the right hand,' muttered Louia, under his
breath, enjoying her blush.
'You have not told us how you got it!' said Virginia.
'It struck me that there was a chance, and I had promised to lose none.
I found the soldiers in the act of pulling down the barricade. What an
astonishing construction it is! I spoke to the officer, who was very
civil, and caused me to depose that I had hired the carriage, and
belonged to the young lady. I believe my sling had a great effect; for
they set up a shout of acclamation when the bracelet appeared, lying on
the cushion as quietly as if it were in its own drawer.'
'The value will be greater than ever _now_, Isabel,' said Lady Conway.
'You will never lose it again!'
Isabel did not gainsay her.
The Captain shrugged his shoulders, and looked sagacious at his
patient's preparation for the journey before him.
Louis gravely looked into his face as he took leave of him, and said,
'You are wrong.'
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