“This is most unjustifiable conduct—dishonourable——”
“Oh, stop! Hildegarde!” cried Crescenz, beseechingly: “Pray stop! You are, as usual, doing him injustice, and misunderstanding him altogether.”
“Do not attempt a justification,” cried Hamilton, impatiently; “she will not believe you. And,” he added in a whisper, “in fact, I do not deserve it.”
Walburg interrupted them by half opening the door, and informing them mysteriously, that an officer was without who had asked for Mr. Hamilton.
“Show him into my sitting-room, and say I shall be with him in a moment.”
“My visit is only partly intended for you, Hamilton,” said Zedwitz, entering the room. “I wish also to pay my respects to Madame Rosenberg.”
He had scarcely time to glance towards Hildegarde before she left the room, followed by her sister.
“The young ladies are not particularly civil to you,” observed Hamilton, seating himself on the sofa.
“Why, you did not expect them to remain here with us, did you?”
“To be sure I did.”