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"She ought to leave him divorce him get rid of such rubbish somehow," Conny continued with unwonted heat, as the tired motor chugged up the steep Westchester hillside on its way to Dudley Farms where the Poles lived. "Perhaps Margaret has prejudices," Isabella suggested. "You know she used to be religious, and there's her father, the Bishop."

"It makes me so happy, dear Isabelle," the voice piped; "it is all so ideal, so exactly what it ought to be for you, don't you know?" And as Percy Woodyard bore her off he had hovered near all the time she smiled again, leaving Isabelle to wonder what Conny thought would be "just right" for her.

If no one else joined them at the end of a dance, Conny was almost sure to do so, and to occupy the intermission with one of his ever-ready monologues, while Ramon sat silent and angry, wondering what Julia saw to admire in this windy fool, and occasionally daring to wonder whether she really saw anything in him after all. But a sufficiently devoted lover is seldom wholly without a reward.

"And you believed her?" "Oh, hang it all! Look here, Conny, I wish you'd just try for once to find out some good in that family, besides what that sentimental young widower John Milton may have. You seem to think because they've quarreled with HIM there isn't a virtue left among them." Far from seeming to offer any suggestion of feminine retaliation, Mrs. Ashwood smiled sweetly.

'Stuff child wouldn't know what it meant, said Herbert glumly. 'Well, said his sister, 'she always was the favourite, and I call it a shame. 'What, because you've been such a good girl, and got such honours and prizes? demanded Herbert. 'Nonsense, Herbert, said his mother. 'Ida's education was finished, you know. 'Oh, she wasn't a bit older than Conny is now.

"Not dining out to-night, Tom?" It was a little joke they had, that when Cairy was not with them he was "dining out."... When Cairy had left, Conny rose from her lounging position as if to resume the burden of life. "It's the Commission?" she inquired. "Yes! I sent you the governor's letter."

'Then I have a dear little class at the Sunday school. 'I am to have one, by and by. 'Mine are sweet little things, and I work for them on Saturdays, while Aunt Mary reads to me. I do like teaching and, do you know, Rose, I think I shall be a High School teacher! 'Oh, Conny, I thought you were all so rich and grand!

But the end of marriage no longer being this gross purpose, the sterile woman has at last come into honor! ... The bride was busy kissing a group of young women who had clustered about her, Elsie Beals, Aline, Alice Johnston, Conny. Avoiding Nannie Lawton's wide open arms, she jumped laughingly into the carriage, then turned for a last kiss from the Colonel.

It was clearly her duty, her plan of life as she saw it, for her to go to the Hillyers'. But having put in an appearance, flattered the old lawyer, and had her little talk with Senator Thomas before dinner, she felt that she had earned her right to a few hours of sentimental indulgence.... Conny, sitting there before the fire, looking her most seductive best, had the clear conscience of a child.

Without knowing anything exactly about it, she had inferred that in some way Conny had treated Tom "badly," and she had not seen him the last times she had been at the Woodyards'. But that had not been lately.