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And yet not altogether so, for the thought of Benis Spence as eternally escaped was not a welcome one. She realized now that she might have liked the elusive professor more than a little. They would have been, she thought, admirably suited. At the worst, neither would have bored the other. And the Spence home was quite possible as a home for part of the year at least.
John saw how distrait and pale she was, he took her for a run in his car? Now admit, Benis, that you made it plain that you wished her to go." "Did I?" "Yes," significantly, "too plain. Mary saw it and John. You are acting strangely, Benis. I don't like it, that's flat. Desire is too much with John. And you are too much with Mary. It is not a natural arrangement. And it is largely your fault.
Miss Campion, looking over her spectacles, frowned faintly and took a second cup herself an indulgence which showed that she had something on her mind. Her nephew, knowing this symptom, was not surprised when later she joined him on the side veranda. Being a prompt person she began at once. "Benis," she said, "I have a feeling I am not at all satisfied about Desire.
"My dear Bones, why should I possibly?" The doctor looked sulky. Benis smiled. "Look here, John," he said after a reflective pause. "Desire is as direct as a child. If she calls you by your first name you can depend that she feels no embarrassment about it. So why should you? And there's another thing. She may not find everything quite easy in Bainbridge.
And you suggested heresy. But you must remember that, in my profession, new ideas are not called heresy except when they are very new. What would you think of me if I doctored exactly as my father did before me?" "When you are half as capable as your father, young man, I may discuss that with you." "One for you! said Benis gleefully.
Then she laughed. She had never had anything taken from her by force since her childhood and it was an astonishing experience. Also, she had not dreamed that Benis was so strong. It hadn't been at all difficult. And this in spite of the fact that she had clung to the substituted photo-graph with convincing stubbornness. "Well now you've got it, I hope you like it," she said a little breathlessly.
"Oh, too much squash!" He made a gesture. Benis was not quite sure what happened then. He remembers leaning against a tree. Presently he was aware of a horrible smell the smell of some object which Li Ho held to his nostrils. "Plenty big smell," said Li Ho. "Make 'urn sit up." Benis sat up. "Where is " he began. But his throat closed upon the question. He could not ask.
To give exhaustive reasons for the impulse which brought Miss Mary Davis to Bainbridge at this particular time would be to delve too deeply into the complex psychology of that lady. But we shall not be far wrong if we sum up the determining impulse in one word curiosity. The news of Benis Spence's unexpected marriage had been something of a shock to more than one of his friends.
She was glad that Benis did not speak as he gave her his hand from the car. She was glad for the volubility of Aunt Caroline and for the preoccupation of Dr. John with his engine. She was glad that she and Benis stepped info the cool, dim hall alone. In the dimness she could just see the little, nervous smile upon his lips and the warm and kindly look in his steady eyes.
Would never come again but did anyone save John race up the drive in that abandoned manner? Benis frowned. He did not want to see John. He would not see him! But as he went to leave the library by one door John threw open the other and stood for an instant blinded by the comparative dimness within. "Where are you, Benis?" "Here." Spence closed the door.
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