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Eleanor neither ate nor gossiped; but she, too, watched Edith and listened. Bingo, in his mistress's lap, had snarled at Johnny when he took Eleanor's empty cup away, which led Edith to say that he was jealous. "I don't call it 'jealous," Eleanor said, "to be fond of a person." "You can't really be fond of anybody, and be jealous," Edith announced; "or if you are, it is just Bingoism."
But with this recoil from a disgusting impossibility, came an upsurge of something she had never felt in her life something not unlike that emotion she had once called Bingoism a resentful consciousness that Maurice had not been as completely and confidentially her friend as she was his! But Edith hadn't a mean fiber in her!
He likes to go off with Edith, alone!" They had probably gone to the river "our river!" that broad part just below the meadow, where there was apt to be good skating. That made her remember the September day and the picnic, when Edith had talked about jealousy "Bingoism," she had called it. "She tried to attract him by being smart. I detest smartness!"
And as no one pointed out to Eleanor that the way to hold Maurice was not to get rid of Edith, but to "open the door," that corrosive thing the girl had called "Bingoism" kept the anger of the day in the field smoldering in her mind.
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