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In six days they would be watching the blue Pacific, and in three weeks Richie should be sleeping out of doors and coming downstairs to meals. He had only to obey his mother; he had only to obey his wife. Magsie kissed him good-bye tenderly before leaving him for the hour's absence. Her heart was twisting little tendrils about him already.
If Rachael chose to forgive and ignore the writing of them, they were so much waste paper, and Magsie had no more hold over Warren than any other young woman of his acquaintance. But Magsie was more or less committed to a complete change. The break with Bowman could not be avoided without great awkwardness now.
Rachael looked at him in surprise. "Well, she's awfully young, and she's getting a lot of attention, and perhaps she'd think it a bore!" "I don't imagine Magsie Clay would find a dinner here in her honor a bore," Rachael said in delicate scorn. "Why, think who she is, Warren a nurse's daughter! Her father was I don't know what an enlisted man, who rose to be a sergeant!"
Just four hours later he telephoned Alice that the wedding license of Margaret Rose Clay and Richard Gardiner had indeed been issued a week before, and that Magsie was not to be found at her apartment, which was to be sublet at the janitor's discretion; that Bowman's secretary reported the absence of Miss Clay from the city, and the uncertainty of her appearing in any of Mr.
"I couldn't " "The boys may be in soon," Rachael remarked, choosing to ignore her guest's rather unexpected emotion. This seemed to spur Magsie suddenly into speech. She glanced at the tall old moonfaced clock that was slowly ticking near the door, as if to estimate the time left her, and sat suddenly erect on the edge of her chair. "I mustn't stay," she said breathlessly.
Somebody told me the other day that she was to have a part in one of Bowman's things this winter." "It's amazing to me that Magsie doesn't get ahead faster," Rachael had mused. No more was said. And how pretty she was, how young she was, Rachael thought now, with a stabbing pain at her heart. How earnestly they were talking no ordinary conversation.
"Your janitor's wife said you had come here. I've got two men " Magsie's expression stopped her. "This is Mr. Gardiner's mother, Billy," Magsie said solemnly. "The doctors agree that he must not stand this climate another day. He had another sinking spell yesterday, and he he mustn't have another! I am going with them to California " "You ARE?" Billy ejaculated in amazement.
Magsie Warren Rachael. Their names swept round and round in her tired brain. She was talking to Magsie, so eloquently and kindly; she was talking to Warren. Warren was shocked at the mere thought of her suspicions, had seen nothing, had suspected nothing, couldn't believe that Rachael could be so foolish! Warren's arms were about her, he was going to take her and the boys away.
"If you are implying anything against Magsie, you are merely making yourself ridiculous, Rachael," he said nervously. "Neither Magsie nor I have forgotten your claim for a single instant. If she came here and talked to you, she did so absolutely without my knowledge." "She said so," Rachael admitted, heart and mind in a whirl.
She found that he had already planned almost all the details. When it took place, about ten days later, she resolutely steeled herself for an experience that promised to hold no special enjoyment for her. Her love for her husband made her find in his enthusiasm for Magsie something a little pitiful and absurd.
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