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Updated: June 11, 2025
He appeared to think to be apprehensive that you might in future look to Mr. Dymes rather than to him. Of course, I could say nothing I would not venture a syllable. 'Of course not, Alma murmured mechanically, her eyes wandering. 'Are you likely, I wonder, to see him in the next few days? 'I hardly know I think not. 'Then let me will you? let me contrive a chance meeting here.
Her dress, more elaborate than usual, and the frequent glances which she cast at the clock, denoted expectation of some arrival. Hearing a knock at the front door, she rose and waited nervously. 'Mr. Dymes is in the drawing-room, mum. She joined him. Dymes, with wonted frankness, not to say impudence, inspected her from head to foot, and did not try to conceal surprise.
With Cyrus Redgrave she had passed from disdainful resentment, through phases of tolerance, to an interested flirtation, perilous on every side. In Felix Dymes she easily, perhaps not unwillingly, detected a motive like to Redgrave's, and already, for her own purposes, she was permitting him to regard her as a woman not too sensitive, not too scrupulous.
In her own mind there lingered no doubt at all, but she thought it better not to be too abrupt with Dymes. After burning all the letters, she read once more through the press notices of her performance.
'I won't promise, replied Alma, 'until I see how you succeed with Miss Wellington. 'Shall it be an understanding? If I float Ada, you'll let me have a try with you? 'We'll talk of it, Mr. Dymes, when you have learnt the elements of good manners. She nodded in a friendly way, and left him. Their next meeting was at a music-shop, where Dymes came in whilst Alma was making purchases.
Probably he remembered from time to time that she had never told him how her business with Dymes was settled. No more duplicity. The money would be paid, and therewith finis to that dragging chapter of her life. Harvey came home at five o'clock, and, as usual, had tea with her. Of late he had been uneasy about Cecil Morphew, whose story Alma knew; today he spoke more hopefully.
Strangeways had made it worse. In Regent Street she met Dymes. She was not afraid of him now, for she had learnt how to make him keep his distance; and after the great day, if he continued to trouble her, he might be speedily sent to the right-about. He made an inspiriting report: already a considerable number of tickets had been sold enough, he said, or all but enough, to clear expenses.
Mr. Dymes has a great opinion of himself, and absolutely no manners. 'Well if you can keep him in hand They exchanged glances, and laughed together. 'No fear of that, said Alma 'And he's just the kind of man to be very useful. His music ah well! But he has popularity, and a great many people take him at his own estimate. Impudence does go a long way. Sibyl nodded, and smiled vaguely.
Between Dymes and Redgrave there was no hesitating on whatever score. This advertisement in the fashionable and authoritative weekly paper surpassed Dymes's scope; his savage jealousy was sufficient proof of that. All she could do for the moment was to temporise with her ignobler master, and the humiliation of such a necessity seemed to poison her blood.
I am not likely ever to meet the people who talk about such things. She said it in so convincing a tone that Dymes looked at her gravely. 'I never know any one change so much, he observed. 'Is it really your health? No other reason for giving up such magnificent chances? 'Of course, I have my reasons. They concern nobody but myself. 'I might give a guess, I dare say.
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