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I have accepted him, of course; it was quite impossible I could do otherwise. If, at Killarney, he was stupid, and you made a blunder, am I to be held accountable? He does not dream for a moment of the misunderstanding between you. He thinks he made his meaning as clear as day. And now I will leave you; if I stay longer we may quarrel, and I I don't want to quarrel with you, Trixy."
"The amount of it is," she thought, "he is as fond of her as ever, and can't bear, as he has lost her, to hear her spoken of. The idea of his scampering down into Chester to see her once more! Ridiculous! She is heartless, and I hate her!" And then Trixy took out her lace pocket-handkerchief, and suddenly burst out crying.
"Don't forget that we're all dining with you to-night in Quicksands." Once in the dressing-room, Honora felt like locking the doors and jumping out of the window. She gave her coat to the maid, rearranged her hair without any apparent reason, and was leisurely putting on her hat again, and wondering what she would do next, when Mrs. Kame appeared. "Trixy asked me to get you," she explained. "Mr.
"I shan't forget, at any rate, Mrs. Spence," said Cecil Grainger, who had not taken his eyes from her, except to blink. Mrs. Kame saved her the embarrassment of replying. "Can't we go somewhere and play bridge," Trixy demanded.
"Is that what you came in to say, Miss Stuart?" "Don't be impatient, there's a dear! I wanted to tell you how happy I am, and what a delicious de-li-ci-ous," said Trix, dragging out the sweet syllables, "sail I've had. O Edie! how I've enjoyed myself! Did you?" "Immensely!" Edith answered, with brief bitterness, and something in her tone made Trixy look at her more closely.
"That's quite true," said Caldegard. "Remember Melchard, Amy?" Dick Bellamy caught the quiver of disgust which passed over the girl's face before she answered. "Horrible person!" she said. "Trixy bit him, the dachshund next door always ran away from him, and Gorgon had to be chained up." "Who is this Melchard, Caldegard?" asked Randal.
But it struck her that she was enjoying herself, and she sat up rigidly and searched her soul for the smuggled insincerity. "I must be lying," she said aloud with loathing. "I really cannot be pitying Trixy Cliffe because in my heart of hearts I care for no one but Richard. I would knead the flesh of anyone on earth and bake it in the oven if that were the only food I could give him.
There was a vision of flaming black eyes and white teeth, in a yellow blur; and then a tremendous impact, a crash. Trixy was flung back on her haunches, with one hind leg over the edge of the shelf, Haig barely hanging in the saddle.
There was "Suburban Sue: A Tale of Psychology," and also "Psychological Sue: A Tale of Suburbia"; there was "Trixy: A Temperament," and "Man-Hate: A Monochrome," and all those nice things. I read them with real interest, but, curiously enough, I grew tired of them at last, and when I saw "Grimm's Fairy Tales" lying accidentally on the table, I gave a cry of indecent joy.
Kame took Honora's band in both her own. Some good thing, after all, could come out of this community such was the triumphant discovery the lady's manner implied. "My dear, don't you ever come to Banbury?" she asked. I'd be so glad to see you. I must get Trixy to drive you over some day for lunch. We've had such a good time, and Cecil didn't fall asleep once. Quite a record.
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