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"That's it," he nodded; "I've had my eyes closed. Why, that explains a lot of things." Impulsively the girl placed her hand on Monte's arm. "As an old friend of hers, you'll use your influence to help Peter?" "I 'll do what I can." "Then I'm so glad I told you." "Yes," agreed Monte. "I suppose it is just as well for me to know."
As the applause swept from every corner of the room, Hamilton seized from a near-by table a glass of wine, and, raising it, shouted a toast: "To the bride." The crowd followed his eyes to the shrinking girl behind Monte. In good humor they rose, to a man, and joined in, draining their glasses. It was Monte's opportunity. Taking Marjory's arm, he started for the door.
Not only had he no right, but if he assumed a right his claim might be misinterpreted. Undoubtedly Teddy himself would be the first to misinterpret it. It would be impossible for a man of his sort to think in any other direction. And then well, such stories were easier to start than to stop. Monte's lips came together.
"He guessed a little, and then I had to tell him the rest." Monte's mouth hardened. "That should n't have been left for you to do. I should have told him myself." "Now that it's all over can't we forget it, Monte, with all the rest?" He bent a little toward her. "Have you forgotten all the rest?" he demanded. "At least, I 'm trying," she gasped.
"It's the caring that seems to make the trouble whether you 're engaged or not. I suppose that's what ails Teddy." She had been watching Monte's eyes; but she turned away for a second. "Of course," he continued, "you can care without caring too much. Can't people care in just a friendly sort of way?" "I should think so, Monte," she answered.
The pain in Monte's arm was acute, and it hung from his shoulder as limply as an empty sleeve; but, fortunately, it was not bleeding a great deal, or at least it was not messing things up, and he was able, therefore, by always keeping his good arm toward the ladies, to conceal from them this disagreeable consequence of Hamilton's rashness.
Then, too, after Teddy, Monte's straight-seeing blue eyes freshened her thoughts like a clean north wind. She always spoke of Monte as the most American man she knew; and by that she meant something direct and honest something four-square. "I met Teddy on the boat," she resumed. "I was traveling alone because well, just because I wanted to be alone.
Up and down the crowded hall she raced, a hoydenish little tom-boy, drunk with youth, with freedom, and with the pent-up vitality of years. Close after her, snatching her away from the other dancers only to have her snatched away from him in turn, was Mac Clarke, equally flushed and excited, refusing to listen to Monte's insistent reminder that a storm was brewing and they ought to go home.
He started to relight his cigar, but after scorching the tip of his nose, bowed to the inevitable and threw the relic away. "See here," he said, having bitten the end off the next in order; "I've thought this thing out from soup to nuts. There's heaps of room for another Monte Carlo. Monte's a dandy place, but it's not perfect by a long way. To start with, it's hilly.
It was as if he took it for granted that a man who was a man must have a definite occupation. "I don't know that you would call it exactly that," answered Monte. "I 've just been knocking around. I have n't had anything in particular to do. What are you in?" "Law. I wonder if you're Harvard?" "Sure thing. And you?" Noyes named his class a class six years later than Monte's.
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