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For Helen's sake, for her sake only, I offer a settlement." Millicent's eyes narrowed a little; but she affected to admire the gleaming beads in a glass of champagne. "Pray continue," she said. "Your views are interesting." There was some danger lest Bower should reverse his wonted procedure, and lose his own temper in this unequal duel. They both spoke in low tones.
I never found that out that you were soothing, I mean." It was evident that Mr. Brockton intended a compliment. Anna Dinsmore saw the annoyed red whip out upon Millicent's cheeks. She interposed a few ready, irrelevant questions before the tide of Brockton's flattery.
With extraordinary clearness Margaret visualized Millicent's delicate fingers turning over the pages of her diary. She could see her eyes gloating over its secret passages. She could feel Millicent's beautiful presence filling her plain little bedroom, which would never be the same again.
Tamara felt her cheeks blaze with rage, but she would not enter the lists, in spite of the late challenge in her eyes. Mr. Strong had vacated Millicent's chair and taken his own. The party soon settled into their legitimate places, and Tamara again took up her book. "No, don't read," the Prince said. "You get angry at once with me when we talk, and the red comes into your cheeks, and I like it."
"I believe he did, but it struck me once or twice that Geoffrey proclaimed that view a little too loudly. Of course, with his rather primitive notions of delicacy and what is due to us, it's very much what one would have anticipated in his case. He naturally wouldn't want to leave room for any suspicion that he wasn't altogether satisfied with you." Millicent's face clouded.
"What are you puzzling over, Geoffrey?" she asked, and the man smiled as he answered: "I was wondering if the same errand which took your husband to Victoria, was the same that sent me there." "I cannot say." Millicent's gesture betokened weariness. "I know nothing of my husband's business, and must do him the justice to say that he seldom troubles me about it.
Bella leaned back lazily in her chair. "This is delightful," she exclaimed. "Didn't Clarence want to come?" The unexpectedness of the question startled Millicent into answering: "He didn't know." "Ah! Then you didn't tell him? Why didn't you?" It was difficult to reply, but there was something in Bella's voice that disarmed Millicent's resentment.
His instructions to me before I left him were all very minute, and he gave me a sealed packet which he told me contained instructions and a copy of the register of his marriage and of Millicent's birth, and he said that in case of his death I was to take it to your father. He said that there was a letter inclosed in it to him, and also a copy of his will.
The afternoon was calm and hazy, and Lisle lounged with great content in a basket-chair on Millicent's lawn. His hostess sat near by, looking listless, a somewhat unusual thing for her, and Miss Hume, her elderly companion, genial in spite of her precise formality, was industriously embroidering something not far away.
"Mother's dead," said Millicent dully; and her big eyes which had been so dull, shone suddenly bright with tears. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" said Pollyooly pitifully; and as she gazed anxiously at Millicent's seared and miserable face, her eyes grew moist with tears of sympathy. Millicent stooped and kissed the Lump listlessly, almost mechanically.
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