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He
looked
down
at
her
with
an
enigmatical
smile
.
"
You
would
do
them
too
much
honour
,
Lady
Sibyl
,
"
he
replied
--
"
They
are
not
accustomed
to
such
condescension
from
great
ladies
and
would
not
appreciate
it
.
They
are
paid
professionals
,
and
,
like
many
of
their
class
,
only
become
insolent
when
praised
.
"
At
that
moment
Diana
Chesney
came
running
across
the
lawn
,
breathless
.
"
I
ca
n't
see
them
anywhere
!
"
she
declared
pantingly
--
"
The
dear
little
darlings
!
I
ran
after
them
as
fast
as
I
could
;
I
wanted
to
kiss
one
of
those
perfectly
scrumptious
boys
,
but
they
're
gone
!
--
not
a
trace
of
them
left
!
It
's
just
as
if
they
had
sunk
into
the
ground
!
"
Again
Lucio
smiled
.
"
They
have
their
orders
--
"
he
said
curtly
--
"
And
they
know
their
place
.
"
Just
then
,
the
sun
was
obscured
by
a
passing
black
cloud
,
and
a
peal
of
thunder
rumbled
over-head
.
Looks
were
turned
to
the
sky
,
but
it
was
quite
bright
and
placid
save
for
that
one
floating
shadow
of
storm
.
"
Only
summer
thunder
,
"
--
said
one
of
the
guests
--
"
There
will
be
no
rain
.
"
And
the
crowd
that
had
been
pressed
together
to
watch
the
'
Maypole
dance
'
began
to
break
up
in
groups
,
and
speculate
as
to
what
diversion
might
next
be
provided
for
them
.
I
,
watching
my
opportunity
,
drew
Sibyl
away
.
"
Come
down
by
the
river
;
"
--
I
whispered
--
"
I
must
have
you
to
myself
for
a
few
minutes
.
"
She
yielded
to
my
suggestion
,
and
we
walked
away
from
the
mob
of
our
acquaintance
,
and
entered
a
grove
of
trees
leading
to
the
banks
of
that
part
of
the
Avon
which
flowed
through
my
grounds
.
Here
we
found
ourselves
quite
alone
,
and
putting
my
arm
round
my
betrothed
,
I
kissed
her
tenderly
.
