[My Lady Ludlow by Elizabeth Gaskell]@TWC D-Link bookMy Lady Ludlow CHAPTER IV 17/22
Now, to-morrow morning I could go up with nothing on but an old shirt.' "'But you would tear your legs.' "'My race do not care for pain,' said the boy, drawing himself from Urian's arm, and walking a few steps away, with a becoming pride and reserve; for he was hurt at being spoken to as if he were afraid, and annoyed at having to confess the true reason for declining the feat.
But Urian was not to be thus baffled.
He went up to Clement, and put his arm once more about his neck, and I could see the two lads as they walked down the terrace away from the hotel windows: first Urian spoke eagerly, looking with imploring fondness into Clement's face, which sought the ground, till at last the French boy spoke, and by-and-by his arm was round Urian too, and they paced backwards and forwards in deep talk, but gravely, as became men, rather than boys. "All at once, from the little chapel at the corner of the large garden belonging to the Missions Etrangeres, I heard the tinkle of the little bell, announcing the elevation of the host.
Down on his knees went Clement, hands crossed, eyes bent down: while Urian stood looking on in respectful thought. "What a friendship that might have been! I never dream of Urian without seeing Clement too--Urian speaks to me, or does something,--but Clement only flits round Urian, and never seems to see any one else!" "But I must not forget to tell you, that the next morning, before he was out of his room, a footman of Madame de Crequy's brought Urian the starling's nest." "Well! we came back to England, and the boys were to correspond; and Madame de Crequy and I exchanged civilities; and Urian went to sea." "After that, all seemed to drop away.
I cannot tell you all.
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