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That's my opinion." Her mother looked at her severely across the table. "Please remember, Dorise, that George is my friend." "I never forget that," said the girl meaningly, as she rose and left the table. Half an hour later, when she entered her bedroom, she found Duncan, her maid, awaiting her. "Oh! I've been waiting to see you this half hour, miss," she said. "I couldn't get you alone.
The man, who was in fishing clothes, sauntered at her side, smoking a cigarette; while behind them came old Sandy Murray, the grizzled, fair-bearded head keeper, carrying the salmon rods, the gaff, creel, and luncheon basket. "The spate is excellent for us," exclaimed George Sherrard. "We ought to kill a salmon to-day, Dorise."
After crossing the French frontier, he broke the journey at the old-world town of Nimes for a couple of days, and then went on to Marseilles, where he took up his quarters in the big Louvre et Paix Hotel, still utterly mystified, and still not daring to write to Dorise.
Hugh engaged to Louise Lambert! Dorise sat bewildered. "I I don't believe it!" she blurted forth at last. "Ah, my dear. You mean you don't want to believe it because you are in love with him!" said her mother as the car rushed homeward. "Now put all this silly girlish nonsense aside. The fellow is under a cloud, and no good. I tell you frankly I will never have him as my son-in-law.
Dorise had hailed the man, but his reply was a surly "Engaged." Then, walking about a couple of hundred yards, she had found another, and entering it, had driven to the Marble Arch. But the first taxi had followed the second one, and in it was the well-set-up man who was silently watching her in the park as she walked with her lover towards the Victoria Gate.
So Hugh rang off and crossed the hall, little dreaming that the well-dressed Frenchman had been highly interested in his questions. Half an hour later he went along to the Metropole, where he had an engagement to lunch with Dorise and her mother. When they met, however, Lady Ranscomb exclaimed: "Why, Hugh, you look very pale. What's the matter?" "Oh, nothing," he laughed forcedly.
On arrival at the bank of the broad shallow Tay, Murray stepped forward, and in his pleasant Perthshire accent suggested that a trial might be made near the Ardcraig, a short walk to the left. After fixing the rods and baiting them, the head keeper discreetly withdrew, leaving the pair alone. In the servants' hall at Blairglas it was quite understood that Miss Dorise and Mr.
"Well, what about that night when I asked him to dinner at the Ritz to meet the Courtenays and he rang up to say he was not well? Yet I saw him hale and hearty next day at a matinee at the Comedy." "He may have been indisposed, mother," Dorise said. "Really I think you judge him just a little too harshly." "I don't. I take people as I find them.
After the distracted girl had thrown off her cloak, her maid unhooked her dress, whereupon Dorise dismissed her to bed. "I want to read, so go to bed," she said in a petulant voice which rather surprised the neat muslin-aproned maid. "Very well, miss. Good-night," the latter replied meekly.
"When do you expect your mother back?" "Next Tuesday. I'm going down to Huntingdon to-morrow to stay with the Fishers." "Oh! by the way," he remarked suddenly. "Tubby Hall, who is just back from Madrid, told me in the club last night that he'd seen your friend Henfrey in a restaurant there with a pretty French girl." "In Madrid!" echoed Dorise, for she had no idea of her lover's whereabouts.
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