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After a conventional period of mourning she began to relive the past, her husband's mistakes, her own girlhood and offers of marriage such incidents as these sufficed to keep her from enjoying the present, while Mary rose from errand girl to grocery clerk, with night school as a recreation, from grocery clerk to filing clerk, assistant bookkeeper, bookkeeper, stenographer, and finally private secretary to Steve O'Valley, one of the war-fortune kings.
"When his favourite after-dinner story is to tell how Steve O'Valley lay on his stomach and watched goats for an education." "I'd hate to have my finger between his teeth when he learns the truth," Trudy prompted.
Steve O'Valley opened the door connecting their offices, displaying a face as happy as a schoolboy's on a Christmas holiday. "Miss Constantine is downstairs, I'm going to escort her up," he announced, shutting the door as abruptly as he had opened it. Presently there came into Steve's office someone who was saying in a light, gay voice: "Perfectly awful old place, Stevuns as bad as papa's.
Everyone wished on the platinum circlet of diamonds and there was the conventional throwing of the bouquet, the rush through the back of the grounds to the hired taxi, the screams of disappointment at the escape and Mr. and Mrs. O'Valley were en route on their honeymoon.
And now I'm sorry and I want you to have the ring. That will help some, won't it? You tell Gay what I said. You must have it. Your fingers are thin and long and can carry it off well. And so you do forgive me, don't you? I shouldn't have told her, but I couldn't help it, she was so mean. And now he cares and you can be happy " "You told Mrs. O'Valley?" Trudy was panting.
To catch glimpses of warm halls, the sound of a piano playing in a flower-scented salon, to see girls your own age in dainty silk dresses sitting in the window and looking at you curiously as you go down the steps? Oh, I could tell you a great deal more, Mrs. O'Valley." "Well?" "Eventually some of us survive and some do not which is another story!
She wished Mary had not said the words since it changed everything and made a singularly pleasing weapon to use against Beatrice O'Valley should occasion rise. Mary was good and it was safer to slander a good person than a bad one because there was less chance of a come-back.
She had had to force herself to remain away until her leave of absence expired. It was Luke who rejoiced in the freedom of the woods and the green growing things in which his sister had tried to take consolation, telling herself they would revive her common sense and banish absurd notions concerning Steve O'Valley.
O'Valley, I understand what to do. I arranged the New Haven sale this morning. You were at the jewellery store to see about Miss Constantine's ring. So I long-distanced Martin & Newman and put it through.
"Are you inoculated, too?" "What's wrong with a good time? I guess Steve O'Valley plays all he likes!" "Yes, dear, I guess he does," Mary forced herself to answer. When Steve returned home that evening he found one of those impromptu dinner parties on hand instead of a formal engagement. They had become quite the fad in Bea's set.
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