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Colonel Faversham's face wore a gloomy expression. He was annoyed because Bridget had not been introduced to Mrs. Reynolds, and in considerable pain from the increasing rheumatism in his knee joint. In the midst of his old friend's monologue, Knight announced "Mr. Clynesworth." "Good-afternoon, Jimmy," cried Carrissima, rising promptly from her chair. "How nice and surprising of you to come!"
"Anyhow, I am one of the unemployed," he answered. "You see, I have been almost converted to opinions which cut away the ground from under my own feet. I have lived so far a delightful life, and now my conscience is beginning to nag me. The question is whether I am enjoying myself at some poor wretches' continual expense." "Why have you never married, Mr. Clynesworth?" asked Bridget.
"Talk, talk, talk! She would argue with the Recording Angel! I positively saw nothing of you this afternoon. No time for a sensible word." "Still, I have managed to survive, you see," said Bridget, "and Mr. Clynesworth is lovely!" "So is a python from one point of view!" was the answer. "Oh, what a far-fetched comparison!" she said, and leaned back, laughing, in her chair.
"Sybil Clynesworth," she answered, with her eyes on the notepaper. "What has she got to say?" exclaimed the colonel, fidgeting in his chair. "Why do you hesitate?" he added. "Jimmy is going to be married," said Carrissima. "H'm! Going to marry Bridget?" "From what Sybil says, in a very few days," was the answer. Colonel Faversham said nothing more at the moment.
Mark has promised to play cicerone, and he is anxious I shall call and invite the Bunburys here. Of course I told him I should be quite pleased. By the bye," Phoebe added, "I met Sybil Clynesworth the other day. She said that Jimmy and his wife would soon be home." "They are still living together," said Lawrence.
"I thought the best plan," he said, "was to have it out without any waste of time." "Oh dear!" murmured Carrissima. "Have what out?" "I am going to speak quite plainly " "Why in the world shouldn't you?" "I want to know," said Mark, "why you of all people told Sybil Clynesworth well, what you did tell her?" "What did I?" asked Carrissima. "It amounts to this.
Very devoutly she wished that Mark Driver had not visited the Old Masters' Exhibition. She had not walked far on her way home when she saw Jimmy Clynesworth coming towards her, and thought it rather early in the year for him to be wearing a straw hat in London. Of course he stopped to speak.
Jimmy Clynesworth had gone to bed the previous night, but not to sleep very early, with the fixed determination to stand clear of Bridget for the future. He felt, indeed, too distrustful of himself to re-approach her and yet remain loyal to his old friend Colonel Faversham.
Well, what then? she wondered, as she drew near the pillar-box. What could she do but repeat the assurance already given that she had never really believed what she told Sybil Clynesworth or at the worst only for a few seconds. Bridget, presumably, expected her to employ some feminine wiles to bring Mark to a more amenable condition, but there Carrissima drew the line.
"It's quite true you said I might come with her, but you will see on reflection that is a different matter." "The fact is," said Bridget, "Miss Clynesworth is determined not to show me the light of her countenance." "I am fairly certain that is a mistake," returned Jimmy. "I am convinced she will come, but not at present." "Why not?"
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