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"It was the least I could do, considering how I had taken advantage of her. But she " "Well?" says Margaret. "Hescott " "Oh, Maurice, don't! Don't be unjust over that. I tell you there was nothing in that. The poor child has been foolish, faulty, absurd, in many ways, but daylight is not sweeter or more pure. I tell you this as my last word. And, Maurice, in time in a month or so come and see us "
And that girl's attempts at evasion, her hiding of her brother's faults all that, too, had been laid bare to him by Marian! Just now it seems to him as true as life itself that Tita and Tom Hescott have gone for a walk together; somewhere anywhere beyond the ken of those of her own household.
Hescott." "A graphic description," says he. He almost thrusts her aside, and steps quickly into the hall. Mrs. Bethune, leaning against the wall behind her, breaks into silent, terrible laughter. At the foot of the stairs Margaret comes quickly to him. His face frightens her. "Where are you going, Maurice?" "Upstairs," returns he quite calmly.
"No, stop!" says Rylton. "I will have this out with you. You pretend to misunderstand me; but I shall make it clear. Do you think I have not seen your conduct of this evening?" "Mine?" "Yes, with your cousin with Hescott." He draws nearer to her. His eyes are on fire, his face white. "Do you think I saw nothing?" "I don't know what you saw," says she slowly.
And yet she has hardly ever looked lovelier than now, with her eyes a little widened by her late grief, and her hair so sweetly disturbed, and her little slender form showing through the open folds of the long white gown that covers her. "Don't go. Don't!" says Tom Hescott; his tone is so full of poignant anguish that she stops short. "Stay a moment."
"Hot pan, Mustard, Jan, Tiddledum, taddledum, twenty-one, You raise up the latch, and walk straight out." The last word falls on Tom Hescott. "Out" comes to him. "There, Tom! You must be blindfolded," says Tita delightfully. "Who's got a big handkerchief?" "I wouldn't stand that, Hescott, if I were you," says Colonel Neilson, laughing. "What is it?" asks Tom, who is a little abstracted.
Gower grows darkly mysterious; and how Tita hears of the Arrival of another Guest How Tita's Soul at last is stirred; and how her Happiness is threatened and herself set at naught; and how Minnie Hescott speaks
They are all now standing once more, laughing, talking, in the small drawing-room, preparatory to another start. "Who'll hunt now?" asks Colonel Neilson, who has been far and away the best pursuer up to this. "Why not Tita and Mr. Hescott?" says Marian suddenly, vivaciously. She seems to have lost all her indolence. "They have not been hunting once to-night."
It was madness in him a moment since to dream of her being alone in that small, isolated arbour with Hescott. Much as he may revolt as he does revolt from this abominable wager he has entered into, surely it is better to go on with it and bring it to a satisfactory end for Tita than to "cry off," and subject her to scoffs and jeers from her adversary. "Let us go on," says he quietly.
And now, now there is a skirmish down there, and presently they can see Hescott drawing Tita reluctantly forward. Tita is making frantic signs to Mr. Gower. "It's not a fair capture unless you can guess the name of your captive," says Gower, in answer to that frantic if silent appeal.
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