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"I respect him for it, even though he may now and then do things as he shouldn't. They most of 'em does that. But to see a young man like you, Mr Cradell, dangling after an old married woman, who doesn't know how to behave herself; and all just because she lets him to do it; ugh! an old broomstick with a petticoat on would do just as well! It makes me sick to see it, and that's the truth of it.
It's a matter of doubt what a man ought to do in such a case." "But there's been nothing of that kind yet?" "Oh dear, no!" "If I was you, Johnny, I'd keep away from her. It's very good fun, of course, that sort of thing; but it is so uncommon dangerous! Where would you be now with such a girl as that for your wife?" Such had been the caution given by Cradell to his friend.
To Fisher he declared his belief that Cradell was innocent as he was himself as regarded Mrs Lupex.
"Handsome is as handsome does," said Miss Spruce; and there was that in her tone of voice which seemed to convey much hidden meaning. "Exactly so, Miss Spruce," said Mrs Lupex; "and that's my only comfort at the present moment. Mr Cradell is a gentleman who would scorn to take advantage; I'm quite sure of that."
Mr Cradell, also, was an admirer of the fair sex; and, alas! that I should say so, Mrs Lupex, at the present moment, was the object of his admiration. Not that he entertained the slightest idea of wronging Mr Lupex, a man who was a scene-painter, and knew the world. Mr Cradell admired Mrs Lupex as a connoisseur, not simply as a man. "By heavens!
She gave Johnny Eames the key, as doubtless she had intended to do; for Mrs Roper knew the world, and understood that young men without latch-keys would not remain with her. "I thought you didn't seem to find it so dull since Amelia came home," said Cradell. "Amelia! What's Amelia to me? I have told you everything, Cradell, and yet you can talk to me about Amelia Roper!"
Young Eames, though he lived in Burton Crescent and had as yet no connection with the West End, had already learned his lesson in this respect. "Those fellows in the big room want me to take May," he had said to his friend Cradell. "They must think I'm uncommon green." "It's too bad," said Cradell. "A man shouldn't be asked to take his leave in May. I never did, and what's more, I never will.
If you'll take my advice," and now he turned round to Eames, "you'll beware of marrying too soon in life." "I think a man should marry early, if he marries well," said Eames. "Don't misunderstand me," continued Lupex. "It isn't about Mrs L. I'm speaking. I've always regarded my wife as a very fascinating woman." "Hear, hear, hear!" said Cradell, thumping the table. "Indeed she is," said Eames.
There were occasions, however, on which Mrs Lupex and Miss Roper were by no means so gracious to each other. "Does Lupex like caps?" asked Cradell. "If I wore a plumed helmet on my head, it's my belief he wouldn't know the difference; nor yet if I had got no head at all. That's what comes of getting married.
"And you've nothing else to say to me?" "Nothing, except my hopes for your happiness. What else can I say? You are engaged to marry my friend Cradell, and I think it will be a happy match." She turned away her face further from him, and the look of it became even more sullen. Could it be possible that at such a moment she still had a hope that he might come back to her?
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