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The Fortunate Youth

CHAPTER VIII
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Messages went forth for nurses and medicines and the paraphernalia of a luxurious sick-chamber, and-the lady of the house being absurdly anxious--for a great London specialist, whose fee, in Dr.Fuller's quiet eyes, would be amusingly fantastic.
"It seems horrible to search the poor boy's pockets," said Miss Winwood, when, after these excursions and alarms the Archdeacon and herself had returned to the library; "but we must try to find out who he is and communicate with his people.Savelli.

I've never heard of them.

I wonder who they are." "There is an historical Italian family of that name," said the Archdeacon.
"I was sure of it," said Miss Winwood.
"Of what ?" "That his people--are--well--all right." "Why are you sure ?" Ursula was very fond of her uncle.

He represented to her the fine flower of the Church of England--a gentleman, a scholar, an ideal physical type of the Anglican dignitary, a man of unquestionable piety and Christian charity, a personage who would be recognized for what he was by Hottentots or Esquimaux or attendants of wagon-lits trains or millionaires of the Middle West of America or Parisian Apaches.

In him the branch of the family tree had burgeoned into the perfect cleric.
Yet sometimes, the play of light beneath the surface of those blue eyes, so like her own, and the delicately intoned challenges of his courtly voice, exasperated her beyond measure.


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