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Kennaston she pitied a little; but his bearing toward her ranged ludicrously from that of proprietorship to that of supplication, and, moreover, she was furious with him for having hinted at various times that Billy was a fortune-hunter.
Felix Kennaston cried, with a quick lift of speech, "impractical child that I am, I had not thought of that! My love had caused me to forget the great barrier that stands between us." He gasped and took a short turn about the court. "Pardon me, Miss Hugonin," he entreated, when his emotions were under a little better control, "for having spoken as I did. I had forgotten.
Ensued a silence during which he chipped at his egg-shell in an absent-minded fashion. "That fellow Kennaston said anything to you yet?" he presently queried. "I I don't understand," she protested oh, perfectly unconvincingly. The tea-making, too, engrossed her at this point to an utterly improbable extent.
Ensued a silence. Mr. Kennaston bowed his head. "You bid me go?" said he. "No not exactly," said she. He indicated a movement toward her. "Now, you needn't attempt to take any liberties with me," Miss Hugonin announced, decisively, "because if you do I'll never speak to you again. You must let me go now. You you must let me think." Then Felix Kennaston acted very wisely.
I ought to love Billy, but I don't. I shall ask him to release me from my engagement. And yes, I will marry you if you like." He raised her hand to his lips. "You are an angel," Mr. Kennaston was pleased to say. "No," Mrs. Saumarez dissented, rather forlornly; "I'm simply a fool.
Kennaston paused, with a slight air of apology. "If I were you," he suggested, pleasantly, "I would move a little just a little to the left. That will enable you to obtain to a fuller extent the benefit of the sunbeam which is falling quite by accident, of course upon your hair. You are perfectly right, Margaret, in selecting that hedge as a background.
She had done what many women do daily; the thing is common and sensible and universally commended; but in her own eyes, the draggled trollop of the pavements was neither better nor worse than she. At the entrance of the next walkway Billy encountered Felix Kennaston alone and in the most ebulliently mirthful of humours. But we had left Mr.
It was merely your money that kept you from having any. You see," Mr. Kennaston went on, with somewhat the air of one climbing upon his favourite hobby, "money is the only thing that counts nowadays. In America, the rich are necessarily our only aristocracy. It is quite natural.
Kennaston queried, with a smile, "is it not strange an all-wise Creator should have been at pains to fashion this brave world about us for little men and women such as we to lie and pilfer in? Was it worth while, think you, to arch the firmament above our rogueries, and light the ageless stars as candles to display our antics?
The moon, however, considered the affair as arranged. For she had been no whit more resolute in her refusal, you see, than becomes any self-respecting maid. In fact, she had not refused him; and the experienced moon had seen the hopes of many a wooer thrive, chameleon-like, on answers far less encouraging than that which Margaret had given Felix Kennaston. Margaret was very fond of him.
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