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The Eagle's Shadow

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 2090    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

later when the moon, d

Hugonin and Mr. Kenn

t Selwoode. They were d

of the mo

lies in the angle of t

ped. Its two outer sid

the palm-garden, and

e odour of growing thin

th fire-flies that fli

nymphs and fauns etern

light, I say, the cour

t for a tête-à-tête a

fo

ein to-night; he scint

as probably owing to t

ck of the stone bench

er hand, was gazing a

which--as I think I hav

e had forgotten there w

gs e

, stuck to apt phrases

it edifying,

naston paused in his b

nce. The lisping of

ens, the moon climbe

ly impossible hour on

ght

ble sort of a moon.

ential

signalling to any numb

you and I and the girl

she ever will. You'll

you. Come, now, my de

e no idea how becoming

, who doesn't know any

y you get when you're e

resided over these litt

I'll never tell. And--

dy to go behind a clou

an, if you've the

conscienceles

The moon took this a

eptibly, and thereby af

mb

garet. "What is

, was her fantas

le. "Beautiful child,"

s, was his perfectly

ourteous. To be frank,

aby who clamours fo

thing but a baby, you

im as such. He was

aint tremor woke in his

the moon--the unattaina

diculous,

t the moon. He looked

leaming windows of Sel

oo

y," Margaret cried, in

will hope for the best.

he hou

me hope?"

eally want the moon,

ntinuing to hope. Th

wadays, you know, and

ter all. What is gree

estible and unattract

umult of fear and disap

ip now; men were so utt

she, mendaciously,

y," he breathed, "you m

ted to t

dea," she protested, p

e morning. I have som

'm not a good person

not tell me. Oh, real

, "you'd much be

t," he pleaded, "I am

that hungers for you,

love you, beautiful

ien to these sordid da

ou as Leander loved hi

ld, how beautiful you

air as those long-dead

ingdoms were lightly lo

n me, Margaret, for I

observations with a

he, "I am sorry. We got

your friendship. We'

nd I've liked your ver

e, let's keep on being

, pite

nd gave a bitter laugh

hy, even as I read my

rses that praised you

pulsed in my veins th

love that shamed my pa

d! I must have all or

o

tated for a momen

ently queried, "would

I descended

h an uncertain smile, "

beautiful! Cut it out!

st place; and, anyhow,

don't like it, and it

ly ti

ic speech, Miss Hugonin

d smiled at him

ton gr

l," he assured her, wit

ly effective. "And in a

beautiful child. You

u have gladdened me wit

, you have heartened me

raised my verses, you

stance as to their pub

of you was very distas

quick lift of speech,

t of that! My love had

r that stand

ok a short turn

n," he entreated, when

, "for having spoken as

l, as no better than th

. My presumption will

t that," she cried;

st as much about me if

want you to care for m

want to go on being fr

e cried, in a sudden

trustful, and I

lly. "My dear," said he

to remove

n you," she said, at le

, I'm not a bit in lo

ned, c

e. Mr. Kennasto

me go?"

exactly,"

d a movemen

pt to take any libertie

, "because if you do

me go now. You--yo

ted very wisely. He ros

ttle

e said, sadly. "I have

me

to the house without fu

he had spoken beautif

and considerately, an

for her being in a te

, considered the

it more resolute in he

cting maid. In fact, s

on had seen the hopes

swers far less encour

d given Fel

d of him. All women l

out bothering to consi

ous; and more than onc

s--possibly--some day--

ded at this precise poi

mile, by the sudden

ough. You may remember

liet noticed at her dé

and heir of old Tiberio

nce or so for County Pa

lady had danced; with

ad exchanged a few perf

n her heart speaks: "W

d, my grave is like to

d Petruchio and Tiberi

omeo ha

st. Pray you, what was

so's dancing? or from

bly expressive eyes? or

low whom it was the dut

If no one blames the yo

-about--Rosaline for

--why, pray, should no

aires du coeur? Depend

already pa

say that a deal passe

t Moor never knew of;

t and agreeable to Ta

that Helen had that lit

of Paris; and that if

til she had previously

sa

his hour. Now Margaret

nconscious that she is

a certain i

sat for m

inglets i

ing and cannot l

er." And afterward, sh

r foot, di

d she; but she lo

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