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"I should have gone raving mad. You are a perfect wonder. I never heard of anything so gor perfectly thrilling. And that girl, what did you say her name was?" Gathbroke, who had purposely withheld it, said explosively: "Dwight." "Dwight?" "I think she is a sister of a friend of yours."
Nevertheless she was quite aware that she went to the British Army with the distinct hope of meeting Gathbroke again; quite as, under the cloak of travel, she would have gone to England long since had she not been swindled by Mortimer.
It was all quite too perfect....But if Gathbroke had come first his qualifications might have proved quite as puissant, and no doubt Tom Abbott, who retained his school-history hatred of the entire English race, would have provided the opposition and perhaps influenced the family.
She had not indulged in any silly dreams about Gathbroke but she was curious to see his photograph.
But Gathbroke had the active imagination of intelligent youth, and he never forgot to blame himself for lingering in New York with some interesting chaps he had met on the Majestic, and afterward in Southern California, seduced by its soft climate and violent color.
The memory of Gathbroke revisited her and she half-wished the Judge would go to England, but the climate did not agree with him, and after a few more enchanted weeks, in Italy and Spain, she returned to Mortimer, who was distinctly duller than ever.
All this Alexina angrily resented, not knowing that their amiability was in part inspired by sympathy, Gwynne having told them the story of his cousin's tragic experience; although they did in truth regard him as a possibly heaven-sent solution of a problem that was causing them all, even Mrs. Hunter, acute anxiety. Young Gathbroke was handsomer than Dwight.
To be a French marquise is the most romantic thing in the world." "Why not Elton Gwynne? It's an open secret that he's an English marquis. Or that young Gathbroke Lady Victoria brought last night?" "He's a younger son, and he never looked at any one but Alex. And Isabel Otis has preempted Mr. Gwynne. And I adore France and don't care about England."
No doubt the sheets were damp, and she knew that she could not sleep. Why shiver in bed? Was it Gathbroke? It was long since she had thought of him. She had not even seen his photograph for four or five years. If it were, he had changed even more since that photograph had been taken than after she had dismissed him at Rincona. She was by no means sore that it was he.
He had written the note at the Rite Hotel, but when, assuming this was his address, she had called him up on her arrival, she had received the information that he was not stopping there, nor had been. Gora was very proud. But she was also very much in love; and she had been in love with Gathbroke for twelve years.
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