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Updated: May 16, 2025
'I don't like to look at it, she said, avoiding Logotheti's eyes. 'I think it must be time to be going, she added. 'Mrs. Rushmore will be wondering where I am. She went back across the room a little way with Logotheti by her side. Suddenly he stopped and laughed softly. 'By Jove! he exclaimed under his breath, pointing to the arm-chair in which Madame De Rosa was sitting. 'She's fast asleep!
It is not in the nature of Orientals to let their wives exhibit themselves to the public, and in most ways the prejudices of a well-born Greek of Constantinople are just as strong as those of a Mohammedan Turk. As an artistic possession, 'Cordova' was as desirable as ever in Logotheti's eyes; but she was no longer at all desirable as a wife.
Monsieur Logotheti need not have run away, for it would never have occurred to me to make a complaint. He looked straight at Logotheti's goggles as he spoke, and Margaret began to feel uncomfortable. 'I supposed that you had recognised me, observed the Greek coldly. 'That is, no doubt, why you have taken the trouble to disguise yourself and watch me of late.
The shabby woman gave her a dingy piece of paper folded and addressed hurriedly in pencil, in Logotheti's familiar handwriting. She spread out the half-sheet and read the contents twice over, looked hard at the messenger and then looked at the note again. 'Who gave you this? Who sent you? she asked. 'You are Madame Bonanni, are you not? inquired the woman, instead of answering. 'Of course I am!
'I don't understand business, Margaret answered, 'but I'm sure you have no power to force Monsieur Logotheti's money upon me. I won't take it. 'You have taken it and I have given a receipt for it, my dear, so it's of no use to talk nonsense. The best thing you can do is to give up this silly idea of going on the stage, and just live like a lady, on your income.
He spent a melancholy hour, riding up and down in the wet between the Place Péreire and the Place Wagram, till he wished with all his heart that he might never again set eyes on the statue of Alphonse de Neuville. Half the time, too, he was obliged to look back every moment in order to watch Logotheti's door, lest he should miss what he was waiting so patiently to see.
She turned her eyes full upon him and spoke as low as he, but a little unsteadily. 'There is some one else, she said slowly. Logotheti's lips moved, but she could not hear what he said, and almost as soon as she had spoken he looked down at the grass.
Logotheti's hands did not move. Margaret knew what to do. She had often been in motor cars and had driven a little herself. She was strong and perfectly fearless. Before Logotheti saw what she was going to do, she was beside him, she had thrown herself across him and had got at the brake and levers.
She read the note again and grew angry over it. It was so gratuitous! If he really meant to avoid her always, he need not have written at all. 'Superfluous' was the word; it was superfluous. She tore the letter into little bits and threw them into the basket; and then, by an afterthought, she fished up Logotheti's note, which she had not torn, and read it again.
In her complicated frame of mind she felt a distinct sense of disappointment at the thought that her judgment had been at fault, and that the Greek was not a blackleg, as she had decided that he ought to be. Logotheti's motor car was built to combine the greatest comfort and the greatest speed which can be made compatible.
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