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He could not help feeling hurt that she had not thanked him for what he knew to be a very generous and unusual provision on the part of an injured husband.... Mr. Tapster took a silk handkerchief out of his pocket and passed it twice over his face, then once more he sought and sank into the arm-chair by the fire. Even now he still felt keenly conscious of Flossy's nearness.
"It does not matter to me whether he hears me or not," the General began; but Flossy's hand tightened its grasp upon his arm in a way which he knew that he must obey. The General was a docile husband, and his protest died away in inarticulate angry murmurs. "Don't trouble about it, General I will arrange everything," said his wife caressingly.
Marion declared that her brain whirled now, so great had been the mental strain; Ruth was loftily indifferent to any plan that could be gotten up, and Eurie's wits were ripe for mischief; Flossy's opinion, of course, was not asked, nobody deeming it possible that she could have the slightest desire to go to meeting.
"He's always saying that," Jenkins whispered to her "'No way out of it! He keeps coming back to that as if as if there was something on his mind." Cynthia raised her hand to silence him. The torrent of words broke out again. "It was not all my fault. It was Flossy's fault; but one cannot betray a woman, one's sister can one? Even she would say that.
She shall not marry till then with my consent." He had never spoken so strongly before; but he was reinforced by Flossy's recently-bestowed approval. Till within the last few days, Flossy had been all for a speedy marriage. She said now that she was convinced that her "dear Richard" was perfectly right, and the General was "cock-a-hoop" accordingly.
Even the Petitioner had scarcely seen Flossy's dreadful ingratitude in its true colors till he had heard his counsel's moderate comments on the case. This evening Mr. Tapster saw Flossy's dreadful ingratitude terribly clearly, and he wondered, not for the first time, how his wife could have had the heart to break up his happy home.
She was pretty and dainty, and did not look strong-minded; not in the least as if her forte was to preach, so he made ready to have a running fire of small talk with her. This had been Flossy's power in conversation for several years. He had judged her rightly there. But do you remember with whom her morning had commenced?
But at present the publicity is rather convenient and amusing," she exclaimed, with a gay shake of her head, which set her ringlets bobbing. "I should think it would be unpleasant to have the details of one's appearance described by the press." Flossy's doubts had returned in full force during the conversation. She said to herself, "I wonder if that is true?
It was said in a half complaining tone, but underneath it was the foundation of tender pride, that showed her to be the vain mother of the handsome tyrant. Still it seemed to be Flossy's duty to condole with her. "You miss most of the meetings, do you not?" "Three-fourths of them. You see it is inconvenient to have a husband who is reporter for the press, and who must be there to hear.
Why, there are young ladies who will actually not give two cents a week from the money that they waste!" The rich blood mounted in waves to Flossy's forehead. Apples and papers were not in her line, but peanuts! wasn't there a certain stand which she passed almost daily on her way down town, and did she ever pass it without indulging in a glass of peanuts? Neither was that the end.
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