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"Well," he remarked, "they are a lively pair, Jimmy and this wife of his!" "Yes, they will at least be that," returned Carrissima. "After all, I suppose it's something to the good, and they're certain to get along splendidly together." "They will flourish like the green bay tree," exclaimed Lawrence. "Oh, don't be a Pharisee!" said Carrissima. "I am a man of common-sense," he protested.
"It won't take us half-an-hour in a taxi," she insisted, and a few minutes later they were on their way. "After we have fortified ourselves," said Mark, "perhaps we shall find it possible to make up our minds." When they reached the restaurant in Piccadilly, Carrissima admitted that she felt glad to sit down.
A taxi-cab soon brought her to Golfney Place, and Miller did not keep her long at the street door. "Is Miss Rosser at home?" she inquired, as she took a firmer grip of the rose stalks, which did not seem to be fastened very securely together. "Will you walk in, please," said Miller, leading the way up-stairs. When they reached the first landing, Carrissima was about two yards in the rear.
Carrissima, now prepared to recognize deception everywhere, found it difficult to look cheerful. She had no doubt that Bridget knew all about the rooms, which Mark began rather eagerly to describe. It was obvious, however, that he was impatient to get away, and Carrissima, raising her eyes abruptly, intercepted a curiously entreating glance from him to Bridget, who at once held out her hand.
"I shall feel curious to hear how you get along," answered Carrissima. "And now suppose we banish the topic. Can't we talk about something more agreeable? I am afraid I have been making my poor father a little uncomfortable at home. Mark, I am developing into a little beast." On the contrary, he thought she had never looked more charming.
He came to Grandison Square the same evening, entering the drawing-room still wearing his heavy overcoat. "A bitter wind has sprung up," he said, standing close to the fire. "What a pity you took the trouble to turn out in it," suggested Carrissima, always rather inclined to resent his superintendence. "What have you been doing all day?" he asked. "You haven't given Phoebe a look in."
"Hullo, Carrissima!" he exclaimed, coming forward to the door with his hand outstretched, "what a stroke of luck!" "I wanted to see Sybil," she explained. "She has gone to the Ramsbottoms," said Jimmy. "Old Lady Ramsbottom was taken ill. She sent for Sybil yesterday, as people do when they're seedy, you know. Won't you come in?" he added. "No, thank you, Jimmy.
The truth was that Colonel Faversham had always been somewhat dangerously susceptible. Lawrence could never feel certain that his father was too old to think of marrying again. Carrissima knew that for the next few days he would talk of nobody but Bridget; that he would lend her books, and perhaps even express a wish to invite her to dine.
"Oh well, of course you must go there in the first place," he answered. "Jimmy, what do you mean?" said Sybil, with an expression of bewilderment. "It is not in the least like Carrissima to be so ceremonious " "Who was talking about Carrissima?" cried Jimmy. "I naturally thought you were." "Not a bit of it," said Jimmy. "Bridget Miss Rosser!" "Rosser Rosser," murmured Sybil, taxing her memory.
"After all," said Carrissima, "you have not even seen Bridget. You don't know she has the slightest desire to marry anybody." "She is simply an adventuress," was the answer. "A pretty woman on the make."
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