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'Dumpy Dad, do you wish it? 'Well ah, yes, I think it would be a good plan, said George Lennox. 'Then I'm done, said Hollyhock. 'Where's Magsie? She's the only bit of comfort left to me. Let me seek her out and put a stop to this madness. Hollyhock really felt very, very angry. She was not yet under Mrs Macintyre's charm.
"I've seen her pretty regularly since this thing began," he answered absently, still too much wrapped in the memories of the evening to suspect his wife's emotion. Rachael did not speak again. Only Miss Margaret Clay perused the papers on the following morning with an avidity to equal that of Mrs. Warren Gregory. Magsie read hungrily for praise, Rachael was as eager to discover blame.
She soon reached The Paddock, entered by the smaller gate, and flung gravel at the window of Master Jasper's room. In an instant Jasper put out his head. 'Why, Magsie, whatever is wrong? he said. 'Why, all is wrong, and mighty wrong, said Magsie. 'Come along this minute, Master Jasper, and bring wi' ye a coil o' rope and as many other strong lads as ye can find in the school.
We had a long heart- to-heart talk, and I gave her a dollar." "A dollar! I'll have to move-you're raising the price of living!" said Magsie. "She's the janitor's wife, and they're rich already. What possessed you?" "Well, she unpinned her skirts and went after the boy," Billy said idly, "and it was the only thing I had."
She knew the girl well enough to know that nothing but her own affairs interested her; it was not like Magsie to ask seriously about another woman's sewing. "Warren likes silk handkerchiefs," explained Rachael, all the capable wife, "and those I make are much prettier than those he can find in the shops. So I pick up pieces of silk, from time to time, and keep him supplied."
Several of the most venturesome members of the school had tried to follow the figure, but when they came round the corner, to their immense surprise it had utterly disappeared. And there was absolutely no place in which it could possibly have concealed itself. "Has it crept through the keyhole?" quavered Peggy. "Or just vanished into thin air?" speculated Magsie.
Warren had come to see her the day before sailing, and with a grave determination new to their intercourse, had repeated several unpalatable truths. Rachael, on second thoughts, he told her, had absolutely refused him a divorce. "But she can't do that! She wrote me herself " Magsie had begun in anger. His distressed voice interrupted her. "She's acting for the boys, Magsie. And she's right."
"Because I cared for him," Magsie said, coloring. "For heaven's sake! You had your nerve! And what sort of a person is she?" "Oh, beautiful! I knew her before. And she said that she would not interfere. She was as willing as he was; then " "But now she's changed her mind?" "Apparently." Magsie scowled into space. "Well, what does HE say?" Billy asked after a pause.
If I must dispute the title of Magsie Clay this year, why not of Jennie Jones next year, of Polly Smith the year after that? If " "Now you are talking recklessly," Warren Gregory said quietly, "and you have entirely lost sight of the point at issue. Nobody is attempting a controversy with you." The cool, analytical voice robbed Rachael of all her fire. She sat down, and was silent.
"What do you mean- -you've been a fool?" "I've been a fool about Magsie Clay," Warren admitted, "and Rachael learned about it, that's all. My Lord! there never was an instant in my life when I took it seriously, I give you my word, George!"
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