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Now and then, when some one came to him for help, which was generally money, he used Christine's parlor, if she happened to be out. So now, finding the door ajar, and the room dark, he went in and turned on the light. "Come in here; we can talk better." She did not sit down at first; but, observing that her standing kept him on his feet, she sat finally. Evidently she found it hard to speak.
Jimmy roused himself with an effort. He had not touched his tea, and he had given the cake he had mechanically taken to Christine's terrier. He looked at her now, and quickly away again. "He is on his way home," he said shortly. There was a little silence. Christine's face flushed; her eyes grew afraid. "On his way home the Great Horatio?"
He had not meant to think about her; he had vowed to put her out of his thoughts for ever, to let her see that he would not wear the willow for her; and yet oh, they were all very well, these fine resolves, but when a chap was utterly confoundedly down and out He found himself shaking hands with Christine's mother. "Jimmy hasn't had any lunch," Christine was saying.
Christine de Ruyter cordially welcomed Alfonso back to study art as he expressed it to her on the first evening after his arrival. Alfonso was much in Christine's society, at art exhibits, in carriage drives, and on pleasure boat excursions down the bay. Weeks went by before he could summon courage enough to ask Christine's hand in marriage.
That was why you were asked here." "Innocent Westerner as I am," he answered, "that idea " She interrupted him. "Yes, but don't you see it's entirely different now. Now they really have a sort of hold on you. I don't know what Christine's own attitude may be, but I can tell you this: her position was so difficult that she was on the point of engaging herself to Ned."
Adelheid saw with pain, when her friend did at length rejoin them, that she had been weeping bitterly; but, too delicate to press her for an explanation on a subject in which it was evident the brother and sister did not desire to bestow their confidence, she communicated her readiness to depart to the domestics, without the slightest allusion to the change in Christine's appearance, or to the unexpected delay of which she had been the cause.
I couldn't help but sell the farm, and we can't go back to it, for it ain't there. So don't you say anything more about it, 'Liz'beth." "Pore Jacob!" said his wife. "Well, I woon't, dear." It was clear to Beaton that Dryfoos distrusted him; and the fact heightened his pleasure in Christine's liking for him.
The viscount threw up his arms with a gesture of despair. "The genius gives her lessons! ... And where, pray?" "Now that she has gone away with him, I can't say; but, up to a fortnight ago, it was in Christine's dressing-room. It would be impossible in this little flat. The whole house would hear them. Whereas, at the Opera, at eight o'clock in the morning, there is no one about, do you see!"
"Very well; then you and I will go off somewhere together," said Jimmy promptly. "At least" he looked apologetically at Mrs. Wyatt "if we may?" he added. "I think I can trust you with Christine," said Christine's mother. "But you'll be in to tea?" Jimmy promised. He did not really want to take Christine out. He did not really want to do anything. He talked to Mrs.
Christine's blue eyes opened wide with a bewildered stare; a look of the wildest terror came into them, and she started up and shrieked, "Father! father!" Then turning toward the as yet unknown invader, she cried, piteously: "Oh, spare my life! Take everything; I will give you anything you ask, only spare my life." She evidently thought herself addressing a ruthless robber.
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