The Adventures Harry Richmond — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 809 pages of information about The Adventures Harry Richmond — Complete.

The Adventures Harry Richmond — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 809 pages of information about The Adventures Harry Richmond — Complete.
the girl’s face round to me.  She was one of those who were babies in the tents when I was a boy.  We were too far apart for me to read her features.  I lay back in the carriage, thinking that it would have been better for my poor little wild friend if I had never crossed the shadow of her tents.  A life caught out of its natural circle is as much in danger of being lost as a limb given to a wheel in spinning machinery; so it occurred to me, until I reflected that Prince Ernest might make the same remark, and deplore the damage done to the superior machinery likewise.

My movements appeared to interest the girl.  She was up on a mound of the fast-purpling heath, shading her eyes to watch me, when I called at Bulsted lodge-gates to ask for a bed under Julia’s roof that night.  Her bare legs twinkled in a nimble pace on the way to Durstan Hall, as if she was determined to keep me in sight.  I waved my hand to her.  She stopped.  A gipsy’s girl’s figure is often as good an index to her mind as her face, and I perceived that she had not taken my greeting favourably; nor would she advance a step to my repeated beckonings; I tried hat, handkerchief, purse, in vain.  My driver observed that she was taken with a fit of the obstinacy of ‘her lot.’  He shouted, ‘Silver,’ and then ‘Fortune.’  She stood looking.  The fellow discoursed on the nature of gipsies.  Foxes were kept for hunting, he said; there was reason in that.  Why we kept gipsies none could tell.  He once backed a gipsy prizefighter, who failed to keep his appointment.  ’Heart sunk too low below his belt, sir.  You can’t reckon on them for performances.  And that same man afterwards fought the gamest fight in the chronicles o’ the Ring!  I knew he had it in him.  But they’re like nothing better than the weather; you can’t put money on ’em and feel safe.’  Consequently he saw no good in them.

‘She sticks to her post,’ he said, as we turned into the Durstan grounds.  The girl was like a flag-staff on the upper line of heathland.

Heriot was strolling, cigar in mouth, down one of the diminutive alleys of young fir in this upstart estate.  He affected to be prepossessed by the case between me and Edbury, and would say nothing of his own affairs, save that he meant to try for service in one of the Continental armies; he whose susceptible love for his country was almost a malady.  But he had given himself to women it was Cissy this, Trichy that, and the wiles of a Florence, the spites of an Agatha, duperies, innocent-seemings, witcheries, reptile-tricks of the fairest of women, all through his conversation.  He had so saturated himself with the resources, evasions, and desperate cruising of these light creatures of wind, tide, and tempest, that, like one who has been gazing on the whirligoround, he saw the whole of women running or only waiting for a suitable partner to run the giddy ring to perdition and an atoning pathos.

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