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"But you don't love him!" cried Lucia. "I dislike him," replied Margaret. After a pause she added: "When a woman makes up her mind to marry a man, willy-nilly, she begins to hate him. It's a case of hunter and hunted. Perhaps, after she's got him, she may change. But not till the trap springs not till the game's bagged." Lucia shuddered. "Oh, Rita!" she cried.
The relations existing between Kazmah and his clients were of a most peculiar nature, too, and must have piqued the curiosity of anyone but a drug-slave. Having seen him once, in his oracular cave, Rita had been accepted as one of the initiated. Thereafter she had had no occasion to interview the strange, immobile Egyptian, nor had she experienced any desire to do so.
She looked for confirmation to her spouse, who said regretfully: "Yes, I must say that's true." "There," cried triumphant Justice. "You see, I don't boast. I despise boasting." She took up her knitting, put on her glasses, closed her lips, and thus announced that court was also closed. Poor Rita, meantime, was sobbing, upstairs at her window.
'Wretch! returned the old man, 'what hast thou done? and he gazed with terror on Rita, pale and bloody, a knife buried in her bosom. A ray of moonlight poured through the trees, and lighted up the face of the dead.
Come now, pull yourself together, Aileen!" For answer she merely rocked and moaned, uncontrolled and uncontrollable. Being anxious about conditions elsewhere, he turned and stepped out into the hall. He must make some show for the benefit of the doctor and the servants; he must look after Rita, and offer some sort of passing explanation to Sohlherg.
It was Monte Irvin. As Irvin seized her hands and looked at her eagerly, half-fearfully, Rita achieved sufficient composure to speak. "Oh, Mr. Irvin," she said, and found that her voice was not entirely normal, "what must you think " He continued to hold her hands, and: "I think you are very indiscreet to be out alone at three o'clock in the morning," he answered gently.
We were sitting near the river, as we are sitting now, and a gray wolf ran down from the opposite bank and caught a gander?" "Yes, I remember it as if it were yesterday," replied Dic. "Geese are such fools when they are frightened," continued Rita, clinging to her subject. "So are people," answered Dic. "We are all foolish when frightened.
Dic turned and saw Rita standing back of him, holding Doug's rifle to her shoulder, a tiny curl of blue smoke issuing from the barrel. The girl's face turned pale, the gun fell from her hands, her eyes closed, and she would have fallen had not Dic caught her in his arms. He did not so much as glance at Doug, but at once carried the unconscious Rita home with all the speed he could make.
Surely she had been selfish to stay indoors with a book, instead of going out with her cousin; but oh, the book understood her so much better, and was so much more companionable! Now, however, she would be good, and would go and see what both the cousins were doing. They were not together, of course; Rita was very likely asleep at this hour; but Peggy, what had Peggy been doing?
Doña Rita described amusingly how she had to stand in the middle of her room while Rose walked around her with a tape measure noting the figures down on a small piece of paper which was then sent to the maker, who presently returned it with an angry letter stating that those proportions were altogether impossible in any woman.
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