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Updated: May 13, 2025
For the second time that day Billy backed palpitatingly against the wall. Her eyes sought the clock fearfully. Fifteen minutes past four. She had an hour and three quarters. She could, of course, telephone Bertram to dine Calderwell at a club or some hotel. But to do this now, the very first time, when it had been her own suggestion that he "bring them home" no, no, she could not do that!
Is that why Calderwell said to-day that you hadn't been with them anywhere, and that Great Scott, Billy! Did you think I was such a selfish brute as that?" "Oh, but when I was going with them I was following the book I thought," quavered Billy; and hurriedly she turned the leaves to a carefully marked passage. "It's there about the outside interests. See?
All Arkwright's old friends, including Billy, Bertram, Cyril, Marie, Calderwell, Alice Greggory, Aunt Hannah, and Tommy Dunn, went to hear him sing; and after the performance he held a miniature reception, with enough adulation to turn his head completely around, he declared deprecatingly.
"Very likely, but I have not happened to hear from him since my arrival in Boston. We do not correspond." There was a long silence, then Arkwright spoke again. "I think I understand now many things. I wonder I did not see them before; but I never thought of Bertram Henshaw's being If Calderwell hadn't said " Again Arkwright stopped with his sentence half complete, and again Billy winced.
Then came that day at the Annex and the discovery: the discovery which he had made when Billy called his attention to Calderwell and Alice Greggory across the room in the corner; the discovery which had come with so blinding a force, and which even now he was tempted to question as to its reality; the discovery that not Billy Neilson, nor Mrs.
Cyril declares that naming babies is one of the most serious and delicate operations in the world, and that, for his part, he thinks people ought to select their own names when they've arrived at years of discretion. He wants to wait till the twins are eighteen, and then make each of them a birthday present of the name of their own choosing." "Well, if that isn't the limit!" laughed Calderwell.
In spite of himself Arkwright laughed. The vehemence of the other's words, and the fierceness with which he puffed at his cigar as he fell back in his chair were most expressive. "Well, I don't think you need to load revolvers nor sharpen daggers, just yet," he observed grimly. Calderwell laughed this time, though without much mirth. "Oh, I'm not in love with Billy, now," he explained.
Alice says that since then Mrs. Henshaw has fairly haunted the kitchen, begging Eliza to teach her everything, every single thing she knows!" Calderwell chuckled. "If that isn't just like Billy! She never does anything by halves. By George, but she was game over that dinner! I can see it all now."
Bertram Henshaw, nor even the tender ghost of a lost love held the center of his heart but Alice Greggory. The first intimation of all this had come with his curious feeling of unreasoning hatred and blind indignation toward Calderwell as, through Billy's eyes, he had seen the two together.
"You remember I said that we wished we did know her." Calderwell smiled. "I don't believe, after all, that you do know much about her," he began musingly. "Billy is not one who talks much of herself, I fancy, in her letters." William frowned. This time there was more than a touch of hauteur in his voice.
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