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It was necessary to step along briskly if they meant to accomplish the walk which Miss Todd had in her mind's eye, and anybody who has ever acted leader to a party of twenty-four knows the difficulty of making everyone keep the pace. "I believe Toddlekins would like to rope us all together as if we were Swiss mountaineers," giggled Magsie, "or a gang of prisoners clanking chains.
Miss Delacour put on her 'thistle' gown, assisted by Magsie, who ingratiatingly declared that she looked 'that weel ye hardly kent her. 'You are a good girl, Margaret, answered Miss Delacour, 'and if I can I will help you in life. 'Thank ye, my leddy; thank ye.
She was but twenty-six, after all, and she still had a girl's thirst for admiration and for excitement. She had called on Magsie, entertained the young actress, and the two had discovered a certain affinity. Magsie was delighted to see her now.
Rachael said, laughing, but a little discomposed by the girl's coolness. "But I have two mighty nice boys, as I'll prove to you if you'll come see me!" "Don't expect me to rave over babies, because I don't know anything about them," said Magsie Clay, with a slow, drawling manner that was, Rachael decided, effective. "Do they like toys?"
It came to him suddenly that she and the world would be right. He was a fool, and it was a fool's paradise in which he had been wandering: to take his wife and home and sons for granted, and to spend all his leisure at the feet of a calculating little girl like Magsie! "What did you expect her to do?" Magsie had asked. What would any sane man expect her to do?
Magsie amended contentedly. And she summarized the case briskly: "Rachael consents to a divorce, we know that. I am not going on with Bowman, I've decided that. Now what?" She eyed his brooding face curiously. "What shall I do, Greg? I suppose we oughtn't to see each other as we did last summer?
If it was at all cold weather there was a great fire in the ingle-nook, and a girl was sure to be found in the hall playing on the grand piano or on the beautiful organ, or singing in her sweet voice; but now all was deadly silence. Even the dogs, Curfew and Tocsin, were nowhere to be seen. There was no Magsie to talk to. Magsie had gone over to the enemy.
Smile with him at the new favorite's charms, and take up her life in loneliness and neglect? And now, Rachael was gone, and he stood promised to Magsie. So much was clear. Rachael would fight for her divorce. Magsie would fight for her husband. "Oh, my God, how did we ever get into this sickening, sickening mess?" Warren said out loud in his misery.
"Ah, Greg," she said tenderly, "does it seem true, that after all these months of talking, and hoping, you and I are going to belong to each other?" "But I have no idea that Rachael is seriously considering a divorce," Warren said slowly. "Why should she? She has no cause!" "She thinks she has!" Magsie said triumphantly. "She isn't the sort of woman to think things without reason," Warren said.
He handed her a small yellow bank-book. Magsie glanced at it; glanced at him. "Oh, Greg, dear, you're too generous!" "I'm not generous at all," he answered with an honest flush. "I know what I am now, Magsie, I'm a cad." "Who says you're a cad?" Magsie demanded indignantly. "I say so!" he answered. "Any man is a cad who gets two women into a mess like this!" "Greg, dear, you shan't say so!"
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