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The absurd thing is your fancying that you care about this follow Ashforth." "No, you must really stop, you must indeed. I don't " "I know the sort of fellow he is a dull dry chap, who makes love as if he was dancing a minuet." "You're quite wrong." "And kisses you as if it was part of the church service."
Ashforth so suited to one another. Well, well, the heart's an unaccountable thing to an old spinster, anyhow." "You're right, Miss Bussey. Take my wife and me. You wouldn't have thought we should have hit it off, would you? No use! I bored her to death. At last I chucked it up." "Well?" "And I went one day and talked about the Grand National for half an hour by the clock.
"Anything," resumed John, "for Miss Travers or Mr. Ashforth?" And he succeeded in looking as if he did not care a straw whether there were or not. After a search the porter answered, "Nothing, sir." "What?" exclaimed John, aghast? "Oh, nonsense, look again." Another search followed; it was without result. John saw Mary's appealing eyes fixed on him. "Nothing," he said tragically. "Oh, John!"
Suum cuique: to the Man belongeth courage in great things, but in affairs of small moment Woman is pre-eminent. Charlie Ellerton was speechless; Dora Bellairs, by a supreme effort, rose on shaking legs and advanced with outstretched hands to meet John Ashforth. "Mr. Ashforth, I declare!
"I told you at the time that no gentleman would have done it." "Oh, you mean Ashforth, I suppose? It's always Ashforth." "Well, he wouldn't." "And some girls I know wouldn't forgive a man on Monday and round on him on Wednesday." "Oh, you needn't trouble to mention names. I know the paragon you're thinking of!" They were now at the hotel. "Going in?" asked Charlie. "Yes."
She sat down, still panting with agitation. "Why why, that man we saw the man Mr. Laing says is on his honeymoon, is is " "Yes, yes?" "Mr. Ashforth!" "Dolly! And his wife! By Jove! It's an exact description of Mary Travers!" "The telegrams were to say the marriage was to be at once." "Yes, and they're married!" "Yes!" A short pause marked the astounding conclusion.
We made his acquaintance at Interlaken, but his name had slipped from my memory. And that's his wife? Fine girl, too. I must speak to him." And full of kindly intent he bustled off and shook John warmly by the hand. "My dear Ashforth, delighted to meet you again, and under such delightful conditions, too! Ah, well, it only comes once in a lifetime, does it? in your case anyhow, I hope.
I say, Lady Deane, it's a queer thing to have a lady's-maid to breakf Why, by Jove, she's with them now! Look!" His excited interest aroused the attention of the whole party, and they looked across the long room. "Ashforth's their name," concluded Laing. "I heard the Abigail call him Ashforth; and the lady is " He was interrupted by the clatter of a knife and fork falling on a plate.
Sir Roger had predicted "a jolly lunch," but, in its early stages, the entertainment hardly earned this description. Something was wrong somewhere; Dora started by refusing, very pointedly, to sit near Charlie Ellerton; and yet, when she found herself between Ashforth and Laing, she was absent, silent, and melancholy. Charlie, on the other hand, painfully practised a labored attentiveness to Mary Travers which contrasted ill with his usual spontaneous and gay courtesy. Miss Bussey wore an air of puzzled gravity, and Laing kept looking at her with a calculating eye. He seemed to be seeking the best grip. Lady Deane and the General, engrossed in a tête-
"Oh well, perhaps," and the sallow of her cheeks had turned to a fine dusky red as she ran upstairs. Thus it happened that a second letter for John Ashforth and a second letter for Mary Travers left Cannes that night.
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