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Jukesbury had dined somewhat injudiciously. You are not to stretch the phrase; he was merely prepared to accord the universe his approval, to pat Destiny upon the head, and his thoughts ran clear enough, but with Aprilian counter-changes of the jovial and the lachrymose. "Ah, Miss Hugonin," he greeted her, with a genial smile, "I am indeed fortunate.
In the living-hall the Colonel found Margaret, white as paper, with purple lips that timidly smiled at him. "Why ain't you in bed?" the old gentleman demanded, with as great an affectation of sternness as he could muster. To say the truth, it was not much; for Colonel Hugonin, for all his blustering optimism, was sadly shaken now. "Attractive," said Margaret, "I was, but I couldn't stay there.
Oh, of course, he'll make love to the first woman he meets who has any money. I'm sure she's welcome to him. I only pity any woman who has to put up with him. No, I don't," Margaret decided, after reflection; "I hate her, too!" Miss Hugonin went to the door leading to the hallway and paused. Then I grieve to relate it she shook a little pink-tipped fist in the air.
Promptly Margaret opened the bag at her waist and took out her purse. "Don't!" she pleaded. "Please don't! I I'm upset already. Take this, and please oh, please, don't spend it in getting drunk or gambling or anything horrid," Miss Hugonin implored him. "You all do, and it's so selfish of you and so discouraging." Mr. Flinks eyed the purse hungrily. Such a fat purse! thought Cock-eye Plinks.
It ain't fit for a woman to read in fact, a woman ought not to read anything; a comprehension of the Decalogue and the cookery-book is enough learning for the best of 'em. Your mother never never " Colonel Hugonin paused and stared at the open window for a little. He seemed to be interested in something a great way off. "We used to read Ouida's books together," he said, somewhat wistfully.
Margaret, will you be my blushing bride?" "No!" said Miss Hugonin emphatically. "No, you tipsy old beast no!" There was a rustle of skirts. The door slammed, and the philanthropist was left alone on the terrace. In the living-hall Margaret came upon Hugh Van Orden, who was searching in one of the alcoves for a piece of music that Adèle Haggage wanted and had misplaced.
To put up with! at the thought, her pride rose in a hot blush, and, it must be confessed, she sought consolation in the looking-glass. She was an humble-minded young woman, as the sex goes, and she saw no great reason there why a man should go mad over Margaret Hugonin. This decision, I grant you, was preposterous, for there were any number of reasons.
Altogether, neither Mr. Woods nor Miss Hugonin got much comfort from their luncheon. After luncheon Billy had a quiet half-hour with the Colonel in the smoking-room. Said Billy, between puffs of a cigar: "Peggy's changed a bit." The Colonel grunted. Perhaps he dared not trust to words. "Seems to have made some new friends." A more vigorous grunt. "Cultured lot, they seem?" said Mr. Woods.
And, Margaret-like, she has quite forgotten that what happened four years ago was all caused by her having flirted outrageously with Teddy Anstruther, in order to see what Billy would do. The twelve forty-five, for a wonder, was on time; and there descended from it a big, blond young man, who did not look in the least like a fortune-hunter. Miss Hugonin resented this.
I'll make you all cringe, do you hear, because I've got the money you're ready to sell your paltry souls for! Oh, I'll make you cringe most of all, Billy Woods! I'm rich, do you hear? rich rich! Wouldn't you be glad to marry the rich Margaret Hugonin, Billy? Ah, haven't you schemed hard for that? You'd be glad to do it, wouldn't you? You'd give your dirty little soul for that, wouldn't you, Billy?
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