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"But, Will, that means " She hesitated, and her lips trembled before she uttered the dreadful word "That means suspended!" "Yes pro tem. Don't fret yourself, Mav. I tell you it's all right." "But, Will, this does change the look of things. This is serious now." And once more she hesitated. "Will, let me write again to Mr. Barradine." "No," said Dale, with great determination.

You may take it as something to rely on that we're fairly round the corner of our long lane." Then, holding her hand and softly patting it, he praised her for the way in which she had helped him. "You've been better than your word, Mav; you've supported me something grand." And he added that henceforth he should insist on her doing less work, at any rate less household work.

He was alive again now, emerged from his somnambulistic state, and he gave full attention to this matter of Billy's new serge suit; nevertheless, all at once she apologized for troubling him, and inquired if he had anything on his mind. "No, Mav, of course not." "Are you sure, Will? Do tell me if you've something worrying you."

Yes, I will," and he roared with laughter, "since it's you that's paying for it. Best part of seven shillings." "Oh, Will, it's wicked!" "Bosh! This is the time of our lives;" and he chaffed her again about being a secret capitalist. "Blow the expense. Let the money fly. And, Mav, I on'y borrow it. This is all my affair really." "No, no. You'll spoil half my pleasure if you don't let me pay."

He took his lips away, and she sank back gasping. "You've 'ad yer way wi' me;" and he heaved a sigh that was as loud as a groan. "Oh, Mav, my girl, gi' me yer kisses kiss me all night and all day if on'y you make me forget." Her hat had tumbled off in the struggle, a mesh of brown hair was dangling over her shoulder, and she was still too much out of breath to speak.

"Will," she said tremulously, "don't move, but just look behind you, and tell me all you see." "I don't see anything, Mav, unless I heft meself up again." "No, sit as you are. It just bears out what you said. We're never more to look back. We're only to look forward. Will?" He had taken his hand away, and turned the back of his head toward her. "Will," she repeated; but he did not answer.

Footmen were coming in front of the curtains to remove the plethora of cardboard boxes. "They're real boxes, Mav." Sweet music, happy laughter, brilliant light the evening glided entrancingly, like a dream in which neither Greenwich nor any other time is kept.

It's been the same all along. I told you from the first that child just worshiped you. It's Mr. Dale. Mr. Dale is the cry with Norah always. She looks on me as very small potatoes," and Mavis laughed. "I don't mind. It's how I look on myself." Dale patted his wife's hand, and smiled. "Rubbish! But look here, Mav;" and he spoke very thoughtfully. "I don't wish ever to trade on Norah's gratitude.

You ought to send a circular at once, and make a call without delay." Dale took his pipe out of his pocket, and spoke in an absent tone. "I've been thinking what a rum world it is, Mav." "Yes, but a very nice world, Will;" and she slipped her arm in his, as they walked on together. "No, not another pipe. Don't take the edge off your appetite with any more smoking.

"Between you and me and the post, Mav" And he told her that, according to his opinion, all these women parading up and down were no better than they ought to be.