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There was such scant room in the bag; her purse took up so much space there was scarcely any left for the folded paper; the affair really required her closest, undivided attention. Besides, she had not the least desire to look at Kennaston just now. "Beautiful child," he pleaded, "look at me!" But she didn't.
I grieve to admit it, but Kathleen had utterly forgotten Billy by this, and was no more thinking of him than she was of the Man in the Iron Mask. She was with Kennaston, you see; and her thoughts, and glances, and lips, and adoration were all given to his pleasuring, just as her life would have been if its loss could have saved him from a toothache.
Kennaston," said she, "I am sorry. We got along so nicely before, and I was so proud of your friendship. We've had such good times together, you and I, and I've liked your verses so, and I've liked you Oh, please, please, let's keep on being just friends!" Margaret wailed, piteously. "Friends!" he cried, and gave a bitter laugh. "I was never friends with you, Margaret.
Thus it shortly befell that the Colonel, still regarding her under intent brows, cleared his throat and made bold to question her generosity in the matter of sugar; five lumps being, as he suggested, a rather unusual allowance for one cup. Then, "Mr. Kennaston and I are very good friends," said she, with dignity. And having spoiled the first cup in the making, she began on another.
To do him justice, he was thinking less of himself, just now, than of how this news would affect Margaret; and his face was very grave and strangely tender, for in his own fashion he loved Margaret. "It's nasty, very nasty," he said, at length, in a voice that was puzzled. "Yet I could have sworn yesterday " Kennaston paused and laughed lightly.
"My dear sir," she informed him, coldly, "you are vastly mistaken. You see, I've burned the other one." She pushed by him. "Mr. Kennaston, are you ready for our walk? We'll finish the paper some other time. Wasn't it the strangest thing in the world ?" Her dear, deep, mellow voice died away as she and Kennaston disappeared in the gardens. Billy gasped.
You may call that sort of thing cleverness, if you like; I call it damn' foolishness." And the emphasis with which he said this left no doubt that the Colonel spoke his honest opinion. "Attractive," said his daughter patiently, "Mr. Charteris is very, very clever. Mr. Kennaston says literature suffered a considerable loss when he began to write for the magazines."
I thought I liked Mr. Kennaston. I don't, Billy not that way. I've just told him so. I'm not I'm not engaged to anybody now, Billy. But wasn't it stupid of me to make such a mistake, Billy?" That was a very interesting mosaic there in the summer-house. "I don't understand," said Mr. Woods. His voice shook, and his hands lifted a little toward her and trembled. Poor Billy dared not understand.
She wished she had never heard of Felix Kennaston. Souvent femme varie, my brothers. However, "Yes," said Margaret.. "You are a dear," said Mr. Kennaston, with conviction in his voice. I dare say Margaret was surprised. But the poet had taken her hand and had kissed it reverently, and then sat down beside her, twisting one foot under him in a fashion he had.
For a time she deceives herself, Felix. Then the idol topples from the pedestal and is broken, and she sees that it is all clay, Felix clay through and through and her heart breaks with it." Kennaston bowed his head. "It is true," said he; "that is the love of women."
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