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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

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Simon, she was conscious of something that was very like fear. He held his hat in his<br />

hand, and she noticed the nervous grip of the strong brown fingers. Lifting her eyes<br />

almost timidly to his face, she saw that his colour came and went, and that he was<br />

evidently struggling with some overpowering emotion. <strong>The</strong> tall, commanding presence,<br />

a sudden recognition of the strength of the man's nature, the consciousness of the<br />

fierceness of that silent battle, combined to overawe her. She leaned back in her chair,<br />

dropping her eyes again, and waited with bated breath till he should speak. All at once<br />

he made a step nearer to the table, and, thrusting his hand into his bosom, drew forth a<br />

lace-edged handkerchief.<br />

He laid it on the table without a word. She took it up, gazing inquiringly at him, her<br />

courage returning now that he had begun to take action. "It is my daughter's,” she said,<br />

with a little laugh that grated on her own ears. "She lost it some days ago."<br />

"Yes," returned Simon, "I found it."<br />

"Well, it is very good of you to bring it to me," quoth Madam, smiling with a quivering<br />

lip.<br />

"I found it three days ago," said Simon, speaking steadily and deliberately," and I have<br />

carried it about with me ever since. It has lain against my bosom night and day."<br />

She looked at him now, her colour rising and her eyes flashing.<br />

"I came to speak to you about it," he went on, keeping his eyes unflinchingly on hers.<br />

"It seemed to me right that you should know. I have the misfortune to love your<br />

daughter, and to-day I made up my mind to come and tell you so."<br />

<strong>The</strong> lady stood up and faced him, the pride of race asserting itself, every instinct and<br />

tradition of her line<br />

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rushing to reinforce her outraged dignity; but <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> held his ground,<br />

dominating all by the mere force of his personality.<br />

"I have kept my word to you,” he went on. "When she was in the house, I have gone out<br />

— I have remained away; but every time that she comes my love grows stronger. I can

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