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Anyway, old boy, I'm afraid you can't do anything to alter it. She looked at him a little askance. It was perfectly understood between them that Cicely was more or less acquainted with her brother's plight, and since her engagement to Marsworth had been announced it was astonishing how much more ready Farrell had been to confide in her, and she to be confided in.
And she went off at score describing the invasion of her compartment at Rugby by a crowd of young officers, whose manners were 'atrocious. 'What was their crime? asked Marsworth, quietly. He sat in the background, cigarette in hand, a strong figure, rather harshly drawn, black hair slightly grizzled, a black moustache, civilian clothes.
'Well, we needn't see much of him, said Nelly, soothingly, as she dropped on a stool beside her friend. 'I'm not going to be kept out of the cottage, by Captain Marsworth, all the same! said Cicely hastily. 'There are several books there I want. 'Oh, Cicely, what have you been doing? said Nelly, laying her head on her guest's knees. 'Doing? Nothing that I hadn't a perfect right to do.
And what could she have to say to Captain Marsworth? It was all rather odd and annoying. He walked in a preoccupied silence. Farrell and Nelly meanwhile were, it seemed, in no lack of conversation. He told her that he might possibly be going to France, in a week or two, for a few days. The Allied offensive on the Somme was apparently shutting down for the winter.
What on earth is Cicely after in that direction! You say you've made friends with her. Do you know? Nelly looked conscious. 'I I guess something, she said. 'But you mustn't tell? She nodded, smiling. Farrell shrugged his shoulders. 'Well, am I to encourage Marsworth supposing he comes to me for advice to go and propose to the Rector's granddaughter?
Marsworth allowed his smile to shew itself. 'I'm not trying to mystify you in the least. Daisy Stewart has been engaged for nearly a year to one of the house-surgeons in your hospital young Fellows. Nobody knows it not Willy even. It has been kept a dead secret, because that wicked old man the Rector won't have it. Daisy makes him comfortable, and he won't give her up, if he can help it.
'A man who asks for a thing on false pretences shouldn't have it. A silence. Then a meek voice said 'Captain Marsworth, my brother, Sir William Farrell, will be requiring my services at tea! Marsworth moved aside and she forward. But as she neared him, he caught her passionately in his arms and kissed her. She released herself, crimson.
"It taks aw soarts to mak a worrld," as they say up here. But Marsworth and Cis are queer specimens! I am privately certain he can't do for long without seeing her. And as for her, I had no sooner arranged that he should join me here to-night, than she telegraphed to you! Just like her! I had no idea she thought of coming.
The people who prattled about nursing, and the people who prattled about the war especially the people who talked about women's work were all equally intolerable. She meant to give up everything very soon. Somebody must amuse themselves, or the world would go mad. Farrell threw at her some brotherly jibes; the old Rector looked scared; and Marsworth said nothing.
Marsworth retreated, and Hester, who had seen the little incident, whispered indignantly in her cousin's ear 'Cicely! you are a wicked little wretch! But Cicely only laughed, and her feather made defiant nods and flourishes all the way downstairs.
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