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Your blaming him makes it worse for me to bear, not better. Somehow this thing must be done somehow, if I am to know any peace, to be able to go on. Deleah, Reggie Forcus would do anything for you. Ask Reggie Forcus to do this." "Oh, mama! No!" "My account is overdrawn at the Bank. I dare not ask for a further amount. What would these few pounds be to him?
Of all the people in the world she least desired to meet Sir Francis Forcus until he had answered the letter it had cost her so much to write. Would he let her pass him? She redoubled her pace, and making him a shy little bow, tried to hurry by, but with a word of apology he stopped her.
No such luck." "I really don't see why. I don't see why our girls should not have as good luck as other people's. Reggie will marry some one, I suppose." "Now, don't be a silly fool if you can help it; and don't encourage the girl to run her head at any such nonsense. Francis Forcus will no more allow his brother to marry your daughter than the queen will allow him to marry one of hers.
He had been known to be the unhappy man's friend, and because he headed the list with his fifty pounds it was said that no one liked to outdo that donation. Sir Francis Forcus, in order to avoid hurting those sensitive feelings with which Mr. Boult was accredited, had the happy thought to put his own name down for fifty pounds, and those of his wife and his young brother, each for the same amount.
Sir Francis Forcus had been looking with some curiosity at the girl to whom his brother was speaking, wedged into the crowd just in front of him; the younger girl at her sister's back was by his side. He glanced at her now, and saw it was she to whose loveliness his sister had called public attention. The Days, of course! He remembered when he heard the name called; remembered all about them.
"Whoa, Nance!" to the satin-skinned, black mare, who objected to being pulled into the gutter running by the side of the pavement. "I say there was something I particularly wanted to say to you, Deleah. Whoa! Steady, old girl! I say how's Bessie?" "Bessie is very well, thank you, Mr. Forcus." "'Mr. Forcus? Come, I say, Deleah! you aren't going to put me at arm's length, that fashion!
"Papa will be back soon; mind you send him for us if you feel at all ill," they adjured her. "Mama, you are sure it is not because I worried you about Reggie Forcus?" a contrite Bessie asked. "Because he is sure to come to-morrow you think so, don't you? and we shall make it all right, in spite of Sir Francis. Promise not to worry, mama."
Sir Francis Forcus is my friend; he said he would be; I will go to him, and ask his advice. Only I hate I hate to bother him." "Then, let us try to muddle on alone." "No. I am sure he would wish me." She waited, head on hand as she sat at the table, looking down at, but not seeing the letter she had written for her mother to copy. "He is such a sad man, mama," she said presently.
Deleah laughed with her colour high: "I would not marry Reggie Forcus if he were stuffed with gold, mama." Mrs. Day turned away to wait upon the untidy little servant girl from over the way whose family had suddenly "run out of vinegar."
Bessie's foot upon her mother's beneath the table. "Mama, why are you so silly? Ask him! Ask him!" The mother was never for long proof against the entreaties or commands of her offspring. "Have you seen anything of Reggie Forcus to-day, William?" presently she asked. The man at the other end of the table glared upon her for a moment with angry eyes. "No!" he thundered.
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