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And and it may give you an opportunity of seeing that there are others who can appreciate you better, and who would only be too glad to to to " "To step into his shoes!" finished Doreen for him, with a sigh. "I know what you were going to say, and if you won't be stopped, I suppose I must hear you out. But, oh, dear, I do wish you wouldn't!" He was not to be put off like that.
"The greatest happiness this world is capable of affording, and the hope of a happiness more abiding hereafter," said he; "all the happiness that a true woman can bring to the man she loves." Doreen threw up her head quickly. "Ah! that's just it," cried she. "'To the man she loves! But you are not the man I love, Mr. Lindsay.
'I suppose you mean Doreen; but why should you say you "hear" it? There's no need for you to go to other people to hear what I do, or what friends I have; I always tell you what happens at school, and I thought you liked Doreen Hackney. Of course I know she is not very ladylike outwardly, but she is agreeable, said Vava, championing her friend rather hotly. 'Doreen Hackney?
"Shall shall I see who it is, sir?" asked the butler, who could hear the epithets applied to him on the other side of the door. "No, no!" cried Doreen. "Not on any account! Tell them to put the thing down and go away." There was a pause, during which the bell rang again, and there was a violent lunge at the door.
'Yes, of course, and a jolly good one too, said Doreen heartily; and if she guessed that Vava meant that they would not see much of each other out of school, she did not show it, but observed, 'And you know, even if that Eva is not always quite square in her way of looking at things, you can do her good.
And to think of his having been planted down upon us like this, just when I was beginning to hope that Doreen was getting kinder to Mr. Lindsay." "It's all the doing of that idiot Max!" said Mr. Wedmore, angrily. "I'll send him out to the Cape, and make an end of it. He shall go next month." "Oh, I didn't want that," pleaded Mrs. Wedmore, with a sudden change to tenderness and self-reproach.
He kissed the tearful Doreen for the last time and she waved a tiny georgette kerchief from the window as he passed down the street and out of her life. He had not a great deal of leisure to consider the extent of his loss. The proceedings of the coroner's court and the importunities of creditors occupied his days very fully.
"But people should never flatter themselves about anything!" cried Doreen, desperately, as she suddenly laid her hands in her lap and turned from the piano to face the worst. "Now I'll give you an example. I flattered myself a little while ago that a man cared a great deal about me a man I cared a great deal for myself. And all the while he didn't; or, at least, I am afraid he didn't.
Wedmore found it difficult to understand why a mere suggestion of the man's disappearance if it were indeed the man should affect Dudley so deeply. And the idea of incipient insanity in young Horne grew stronger than ever in Mr. Wedmore's mind. Now, Doreen was by no means so sanguine as she pretended to be.
The last 'Doreen' straggled scarlet across a black and twisting page, whitened, greyed and disappeared. "And I'll grow a beard and forget all about you," said Richard. "And it oughtn't to be very difficult really." He rose, crossed to the window and looked out.
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