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She turned her head away to hide the angry look in her eyes. "Thanks no, if you do not mind," said she. "I do not care to receive confidences, I always forget to forget them." It was not in order that Pocock Vancouver might make love to her that she had sent away Bonamy Biggielow, the harmless little poet.
"Why?" said Joe, eating her salad and looking straight before her. "I thought you were going to send me away. I was so glad when you condescended to make use of me," answered Vancouver. Mr. Biggielow also answered Joe's interrogation. "Well," he said, "I mean it is thronged with people. There is a decided 'sound of revelry by night'." "Youth and beauty? That sort of thing?" said Joe to Biggielow.
"Thanks, again," said Vancouver. "Do let me get you something more, Miss Thorn," suggested Mr. Biggielow. "No? There is any amount of pates. You always like" "Of course you have heard about Harrington?" said Vancouver in a low voice close to Josephine's ear. "No, really," she answered. "Will you take my plate? And the glass thanks." Mr. Bonamy Biggielow was obliged to retire.
Biggielow is getting me something." She did not look at Vancouver as she answered, and the angry color began to rise to her temples. Vancouver, who was not used to repulses such as these, and was too old a soldier to give up a situation so easily, stood a moment playing with his coat tails. A sudden thought passed through Joe's mind.
Bonamy Biggielow, the little poet, from his position at her side was small enough, and was more than counterbalanced and destroyed by her returning to her chaperon at the first soft-tongued insinuation of a desire to flirt, which Vancouver ventured to speak.
When he came back with the glass of water Mr. Biggielow had just brought Joe some salad. The usual struggle began between the two men. Mr. Bonamy Biggielow was a little poet. "I ought to thank you, Miss Thorn, instead of you thanking me," said Vancouver, in a seductive voice, on one side of Joe. "Is it not the most crowded supper you ever saw?" remarked Mr. Biggielow on the other side.
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