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The chances of life or death are not great things for either men like your brother or for me. I would not purchase my end, nor he his life, at the expense of your suffering. You see, I stand on one side. The telephone is there for your use." "You shan't use it!" Helen cried passionately. "Phillipa, you shan't!" Philippa turned towards her, and all the stubborn pride had gone out of her face.
"You have a feeling heart, Phillipa. This is a sacred duty; I cannot object. But I shall see you again?" "As soon as I can return, dear Mrs. Purling if you will have me, that is to say." The story of Lady Gayfeather's illness was a mere fabrication. What summoned Phillipa to London was this note: "I must see you. Can you be at Cæcilia's on Saturday?
I think they hid it away. Miss Vincent picked it up in the library. Oh, what can we do?" "You can stop screaming and get up." Phillipa fairly dragged her up and shook her violently. "Hush! hush!" she commanded. "You'll have the whole faculty in here, and we'll be bundled out bag and baggage. Have a little regard for Zay and me if you have none for yourself."
There had been a terrible scandal, not many months old, and hardly forgotten yet, which had roused Lady Calverly to remove her cousin, Phillipa Fanshawe, from the evil influences of Lady Gayfeather's set. Whether or not the rescue had come in time it would be difficult to say.
Phillipa sat alone in Lady Gayfeather's drawing-room, when Mr. Jillingham was announced. "What does this mean?" she asked. "I'm broke, simply." "You don't look much like it." To say the truth, he did not; he never did. He had had his ups and downs; but if he was down he hid away in outer darkness; if you saw him at all, he was floating like a jaunty cork on the very top of the wave.
"That's enough to spend on such foolery," laughed Phillipa. She pushed out some chairs and took up a pack of cards, threw them aside and took a clean pack off of the mantlepiece. "Now you try first," motioning to Phillipa. "Why I can see by your face there's lots of fortune coming to you. You're the kind of girl men quarrel over."
Those Kirkland girls are going to college, dearly loved cousins, quite sufficient for themselves, and there's that granery, yallery, Grosvenor Gallery, one who writes poetry and is too lackadaisical for anything. What we want is a rollicking, fun loving girl to start us." "And something's the matter with you, Phil. Have you been crossed in love?" Phillipa Rosewald turned scarlet.
"You are not angry?" she went on. "For my part, I was furious. But nothing shall come of it, I solemnly declare. Harold will hardly risk my serious displeasure; but he shall know that, sooner than accept this creature as my daughter, I would banish him for ever from my sight." "It will not come to that, I trust," said Phillipa, earnestly, and with every appearance of good faith.
To Phillipa she spoke with diffidence, doubting whether this great personage could condescend to favour her son. But there was no lack of frankness in the old lady's speech. "If you and he would only make a match of it!" Miss Fanshawe squeezed Mrs. Purling's hand affectionately. "I like him, I confess. More's the pity. I'm sure he detests me." "As if it were possible!"
But now and then the enthusiasm of the true student broke out in some class recitation and it transfigured her. "Our pupil teacher quite distinguished herself today," said Phillipa Rosewald, "though I must say it was in exceedingly bad taste." "Why bad taste?" asked Zay. "I thought it fine." "She might have been a little more modest.
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