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Faugh! it's shameful." The day following, Sunday, Condy came to tea as usual; and after the meal, as soon as the family and Victorine had left the pair alone in the dining-room, they set about preparing for their morrow's excursion. Blix put up their lunch sandwiches of what Condy called "devilish" ham, hard-boiled eggs, stuffed olives, and a bottle of claret.
I won't let you TALK about it even I won't touch a nickel of that money. But, Blix, you're you're the finest woman I ever knew. You're a man's woman, that's what you are." He set his teeth. "If you loved a man, you'd be a regular pal to him; you'd back him up, you'd stand by him till the last gun was fired. I could do ANYTHING if a WOMAN like you cared for me.
But days went by, the time set for Blix's departure drew nearer and nearer, and yet she gave him not the slightest sign. These two interests had now absorbed his entire life for the moment his love for Blix, and his novel. Little by little "In Defiance of Authority" took shape. But here a new difficulty was encountered. "What do I know about ships?" Condy confessed to Blix.
"Can't you just see it sticking out between the lines? And he lives all alone somewhere down near the bay with a parrot " "And makes a glass of grog every night." "And smokes a long clay pipe." "But he chews tobacco." "Yes, isn't it a pity he will chew that nasty, smelly tobacco? But K. D. B. will break him of that." "Oh, is he for K. D. B.?" "Sent by Providence!" declared Blix.
"Listen to me, Condy," answered Blix; and for quite five minutes, while he interrupted and protested and pshawed and argued, she talked to him calmly and quietly. "I don't ask you to stop playing, Condy," she said, as she finished; "I just ask you that when you feel you must play or I mean, when you want to very bad, you will come and play with me, instead of playing at your club."
His hair was red, he was younger than they had expected, and, worst of all, he did look tough. "Oh, poor K. D. B.!" sighed Blix, shaking her head. "He'll never do, I'm afraid. Perhaps he has a good heart, though; red-headed people are SOMETIMES affectionate." "They are impulsive," hazarded Condy. As he spoke the words, a second man entered the little room. He, too, sat down at a nearby table.
I've known that you did love me, although you pretended you didn't. It was the pretence I wanted to be rid of; I wanted to be rid of it when you said you loved me and didn't, and I want to be rid of it now when YOU pretend not to love me and I KNOW you do," and Blix leaned back her head as she spoke that "know," looking at him from under her lids, a smile upon her lips.
It was harder for me to quit then, but now well, everything is different now; and it would please you, Blixy!" "More than anything else I can think of, Condy." He gave her his hand. "That settles it," he said quietly. "I'll never gamble again, Blix."
Snooky was in raptures, and Blix spent a delightful half-hour there, drinking Japanese tea, and feeding the wafers to the carp and gold-fish in the tiny pond immediately below where she sat. A Chinaman, evidently of the merchant class, came in, with a Chinese woman following.
An hour later she had won all the chips but five. "Now we'll stop and get to fishing again; don't you want to?" He agreed, and she counted the chips. "Condy, you owe me seven dollars and a half," she announced. Condy began to smile. "Well," he said jocosely, "I'll send you around a check to-morrow." But at this Blix was cross upon the instant.
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