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Title: "My merry Rockhurst"; being some episodes inn the life of Viscount Rockhurst, a friend of King Charles the Second,and at one time constable of His Majesty's tower of London
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Castle, Agnes, d. 1922 Castle, Egerton, 1858-1920
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Publisher: New York : Macmillan Co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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tooka swift step nearer to him, and whispered in histurn, Go — to the devil or where you will, so longas it is out of this 1 His eye commanded more insolently yet thanhis words. The young man fell back, flung a look ofhesitation toward the crumpled notes on the table;another glance at the lady, his fair treasure-trove.Then, with a meaning smile, he bowed profoundly,so that all his shining curls fell over his face, andwithdrew. Rockhurst caught the smile and the look; andthe memory of a dead face, that of his old brother inarms, the boys father, in its last stern serenity roseup before him. His own eyes were hard as he lookedagain upon the woman who had been found sopromptly willing to come and relieve the tediumof his snow-bound evening. Diana Harcourt, with the return of physical com-fort about her, had begun to feel a strange uneasinessgather in her mind. Country-bred, and country-wed to an old man who had little taste for company,she had yet had some opportunities of learning the
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The single contemptuous exclamation fell like the cut of a whip. Farrant Chace 69 way of courts; she, for instance, had no doubtthat the youth who had saved her from the snowwas of gentle birth, and that this grave-lookingbeing, with whom she now found herself alone in thestrange, silent house, was a very fine gentlemanindeed. Nevertheless, something singular, some-thing not quite open, clandestine almost, in thesituation began to force itself upon her. Whatwas the relationship between these two men? Theeyes of the elder, who might have been the othersfather, were cold to dislike as he had gazed upon him.And the young mans febrile excitement came backupon her memory with an impression of distasteamounting to repulsion. What had lurked behindhis smile, his furtive, appraising glance? Sherecalled how innocently she had allowed him totouch her feet, and, flushing hotly, she cast hermantle over them and turned her head with a littlemovement, at once dignified and shy, to gaze uponRockhurs

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