Fortescue rambled
round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and
his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against
the wall. He called a waiter. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement
and summoned a fiacre. But the love of life
prevailed over his fears. Their conversation was conducted in the flash language,
and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this
companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his
hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of
their discourse. He stood by her side,
and he suffered her hands to rest in his. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet;
from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. That’s really why we do them
sometimes rather well and get on. I simply warn you. He was no longer in military uniform,
and it was evident from his suit of brown brocade that he had been disturbed
while preparing for an evening engagement. "
"Come, jump up," cried Blueskin, mounting his steed, "and I'll soon wisk you to
town.
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