The Translation of a Savage, Volume 1 — John Shaqi
The Translation of a Savage, Volume 1Parker, Gilbert
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The Translation of a Savage, Volume 1
Parker, Gilbert
England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Indians of North America -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction
Mrs. Townley made some polite reply in simple English, pressed the girl's
hand sympathetically, and hurried away. Before she parted from Mr.
Lambert, however, she said, with a pretty touch of cynicism: "I think I
see Marion Armour listening to her sister-in-law issue invitations to her
wigwam. I am afraid I should be rather depressed myself if I had to be
sisterly to a wigwam lady."
"But I say, Mrs. Townley," rejoined Lambert seriously, as he loitered at
the steps of her carriage, "I shouldn't be surprised if my Lady Wigwam--
a rather apt and striking title, by the way--turned out better than we
think. She carried herself rippingly without the blanket, and I never
saw a more beautiful hand in my life--but one," he added, as his fingers
at that moment closed on hers, and held them tightly, in spite of the
indignant little effort at withdrawal. "She may yet be able to give them
all points in dignity and that kind of thing, and pay Master Frank back
in his own coin. I do not see, after all, that he is the martyr."
Lambert's voice got softer, for he still held Mrs. Townley's fingers, the
footman not having the matter in his eye,--and then he spoke still more
seriously on sentimental affairs of his own, in which he evidently hoped
she would take some interest. Indeed, it is hard to tell how far the
case might have been pushed if she had not suddenly looked a little
forbidding and imperious. For even people of no notable height, with
soft features, dark brown eyes, and a delightful little laugh, may appear
rather regal at times. Lambert did not quite understand why she should
take this attitude. If he had been as keen regarding his own affairs of
the affections as in the case of Frank Armour and his Indian bride, he
had known that every woman has in her mind the occasion when she should
and when she should not be wooed, and nothing disappoints her more than a
declaration at a time which is not her time. If it does not fall out as
she wishes it, retrospect, a dear thing to a woman, is spoiled. Many a
man has been sent to the right-about because he has ventured his proposal
at the wrong time. What would have occurred to Lambert it is hard to
tell; but he saw that something was wrong, and stopped in time.
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