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I'm afraid you think too much of him, Miss Miss er " "Soriso," finished Manella, gently "Manella Soriso." "Thank you!" and Gwent sought for a helpful cigar which he lit "You have a very charming name! Yes believe me, you think too much of him!" "You say that? But are you not his friend?" Her tone was reproachful. But Gwent was now nearly his normal business self again.
And" here he made a mock solemn bow "My compliments to Miss Soriso!" The red-haired youth remained for a moment stock-still with mouth and eyes open, then, snatching up the empty milk-pail he scampered down the hill-slope at a lightning quick run. Seaton looked after him with an air of contemptuous amusement.
He was a sceptic of sceptics and his modern-world experiences had convinced him that what man could not do was not to be done at all. "The latest remedy proposed by the Signora is love!" he said, carelessly "The girl who is here, Manella Soriso has made up her mind to be the wife of this unfortunate " Ardini gave an expressive gesture. "Altro!
"I'm I'm Jake they calls me Irish Jake" he gasped "O Blessed Mary! my breath! I clean the knives at the Plaza " "I'll clean knives for you presently!" remarked Seaton, with a threatening gesture "Yes, Irish Jake, I will! Who sent you here?" "SHE did oh, Mary mother!" and the youth gave a further wriggle "Miss Soriso the girl they call Manella. She told me to say she's too busy to come herself."
The disillusion comes, of course, sooner or later, but it has to come of itself not through any other influence. She Manella Soriso has resolved to be his wife." "Gran' Dio!" Rivardi started back in utter amazement "His wife? That girl? Young, beautiful? She will chain herself to a madman? Surely you will not allow it!" Morgana looked at him with a smile.
Seaton's marriage to Manella Soriso had been briefly announced in the European papers and cabled to the American Press, Senator Gwent being one of the first who saw it thus chronicled, much to his amazement. "He has actually become sane at last!" he soliloquised, "And beauty has conquered science! I gave the girl good advice I told her to marry him if she could, and she's done it!
For did you not send word by that Irish monkey that you were 'too busy to come'? And yet you dress yourself in white, with red roses, for ME! And you come after all! Capricious child! Oh Senora Soriso, how greatly honoured I am!" She looked straight at him. "You laugh, you laugh!" she said "But I do not care! You can laugh at me all the time if you like. But you cannot help looking at me!
And like children they ran together through the garden into the Plaza lounge, reaching it just before a second lightning flash and peal of thunder renewed double emphasis. "Storm!" observed a long-faced invalid man in a rocking-chair, looking at them as they hurried in. "Yes! Storm it is!" responded Gwent, releasing the hand of his companion "Good-night, Miss Soriso!"
Seaton let go the handful of shirt he had held. "Too busy to come herself!" he repeated, slowly then smiled "Well! That's all right!" Here he lifted the pail of milk, took it into his hut and brought it back empty, while "Irish Jake," as the boy had called himself, stood staring "Tell Miss Soriso that I quite understand! And that I'm delighted to hear she is so busy! Now, let us see!"
When the calf is born and old enough to get along by itself, it forgets its mother just as its mother forgets IT, while the sire is blissfully indifferent to both! It's really the same thing with human animals, especially nowadays only we haven't the honesty to admit it! No, Manella Soriso! with your good looks you ought to be far above 'feeling like THAT! you are a nobler creature than a cow!
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