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Maybe Miss Vane has told him. If she has, the parish won't hold you nor me." "Abominably brusque and rude!" Flossy said to herself, as she drew the scrap of paper from its hiding-place. "But one cannot mould clay without soiling one's fingers, I suppose. It is months since Mrs. Meldreth died; and evidently Enid knows less than I supposed, or has made up her mind to keep the secret.
"We'll play it's six o'clock in the morning," continued Susy. "That isn't school time," remonstrated Dotty. "O, yes, it is, in India. I'm the teacher. Give me a stick, please." "Here's my old riding-whip," said Flossy, producing it from the wood-box. Things were tucked away in very queer places at Mrs. Eastman's.
I wonder if Flossy has any idea, even now, how strangely Ruth's heart beat as she asked that simple question. It seemed to involve a great deal to her. She waited for the answer. There was no hesitation and no indecision about Flossy's answer. Her cheeks took a pink tint, but her voice was clear. "I know I am, Ruth. I do not even have to speak with hesitancy.
Flossy took up her fan and began to examine the tips of the feathers. "There is only one reason," she said slowly, "why a girl ever looks like that. Only one thing turns a girl of seventeen into a drooping, die-away, lackadaisical creature, such as Enid is just now." "Speak kindly of her, at any rate," said Hubert.
The fact is, Flossy, I haven't wanted to look into this thing very closely, because I do not see the remedy. Look at our house, for instance, with its three hundred clerks, we'll say, who are away from their friends; suppose one-half, or even one-third, of them are miserably situated, what can I do?" "Are they not sufficiently well paid to have the ordinary comforts of life?" "Doubtful.
All that was over now, at least it was over as much as Flossy could make it; but there remained an uncomfortable sense that she had wronged a man who honestly loved her; not intentionally no decent woman does that but thoughtlessly; so many silly girls do that. She had lost her influence over him now; rather, she had been obliged to put herself in a position to lose all influence.
You have no right to question me; you lost your authority over me long ago." "Not Hubert?" Flossy repeated once more, as if bewildered by the news. Then she burst into a low wild laugh. "You are right," she said. "He has replaced you already; he is desperately in love with Cynthia Westwood, the daughter of the man who murdered your father, and he has given you up.
"Poor Hubert I don't suppose he ever thought of such a thing!" said Flossy, affecting to laugh at her husband's vehemence, but weighing every word she uttered with scrupulous care. "Indeed, if he had known that she would have money, I don't suppose he would even have asked her to marry him. He believed her to be all but penniless."
"For some sorts of experimenting it would," Mrs. Roberts answered, smiling quietly; "my experiment, in part at least, was to see how the pink room might impress her." "Flossy Shipley!" When Gracie took refuge in that name her hostess knew she was not only much excited, but a trifle disapproving; at such times she made haste to change the subject.
"But she is not demonstrative, and well, I may as well say it to you she has taken some idea into her head something about me about the past " She faltered skilfully; but she kept her eyes on Hubert's face, and saw that it wore a guilty look. "Well, Flossy, you are right," he said. "She has heard something village talk, I suppose and I cannot get her to tell me what it is."
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