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"Please don't mention it to her on any account, Dorise," Hugh urged. "If you did it would at once show her that you preferred my company to that of the Count. Go with him. I shan't be jealous! Besides, in view of my financial circumstances, what right have I to be jealous? You can't marry a fellow like myself, Dorise. It wouldn't be fair to you." The girl halted.
You have laughed at the distress of other women, Mr. Sherrard. Do not think that I am blind. I have watched you, and I know more concerning your love affairs of the past than you ever dream. So please leave Blairglas as soon as you can with decency excuse yourself, and keep away from me in future." "But really, Dorise !" he cried, advancing towards her. "I mean exactly what I say. Let me get back.
"And one of the wealthiest if report be true," said Lady Ranscomb. "She fascinates me," Dorise declared. "If Monsieur Courtin had not warned us I should most probably have spoken to her." "Oh, my dear, you must do no such thing!" cried her mother, horrified. "It was extremely kind of monsieur to give us the hint. He has probably seen how unconventional you are, Dorise."
"She may be, but he takes no notice of her. She told me so the other day. He's gone to the Riviera followed Dorise, I suppose," Benton said. "Yvonne wrote me a few days ago to say that he was there with a friend of his named Walter Brock. Who's he?" "Oh! a naval lieutenant-commander who served in the war and was invalided out after the Battle of Jutland.
Poor Dorise spent a sleepless night. She lay awake thinking and yet thinking! At breakfast her mother looked at her and, with satisfaction, saw that she had gained a point nearer her object. Dorise went into Bond Street shopping at eleven o'clock, still undecided whether to face Hugh or not. The shopping was a fiasco. She bought only a bunch of flowers.
"He must have been mistaken surely." "No. Tubby is an old friend of Henfrey's. He says that he and the girl seemed to be particularly good friends." Dorise hesitated. "You tell me this in order to cause me annoyance!" she exclaimed. "Not at all. I've only told you what Tubby said." "Did your friend speak to Mr. Henfrey?" "I think not.
That evening he wrote a note to Dorise explaining to her that he was not feeling very well and excusing himself from going round to the hotel. This he sent by hand to the Metropole. Brock did not turn up at dinner. Indeed, he did not expect his friend back till late.
"She may like me, but I fear she begins to suspect that we love each other, dearest," he said in a hard tone. "If she does, she will take care in future to keep us apart, and I I shall lose you, Dorise!" "No no, you won't." "Ah! But I shall! Your mother will never allow you to marry a man who has only just sufficient to rub along with, and who is already in debt to his tailor.
None of them intended to play, but they were strolling prior to going to the opera which was beneath the same roof, and for which Lady Ranscomb had tickets. Suddenly Dorise exclaimed: "Look over there at that table in the corner. There's that remarkable woman they call 'Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo'!"
The very air of the Riviera seems to be exhilarating to both old and young, and the constant church-goers at home quickly become infected by the spirit of gaiety, and conduct themselves on the Continental Sabbath in a manner which would horribly disgust their particular vicar. "Hugh must have been detained by something very unexpected, mother," Dorise said. "He never disappoints us."
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