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But the suggestion was rank heresy, and Michael would have none of it. "Really, Quita, you are as enlivening as a Lenten service! Upon my soul, I'd sooner you turned vegetarian than developed a conscience! But believe me, I am devoted to Miss Mayhew. She is enchanting. A wild rose, half-open, with the dew still on her petals. Metaphorically, I am at her feet. Does that satisfy you, ma belle?"
"I believe it's a fact that he went so far as to marry one of these women he affects to despise, when he was on leave five years ago." Quita started, and bit her lips. "What reason can you have for believing anything . . . so improbable?" "My dear lady, marriage is never improbable. You women have a knack of tripping up the most unlikely subjects!
He frowned, and thanked her. There are few things more galling to a man than helplessness over trifles. He laid the open note beside his plate, and its half-dozen lines of love took him an amazingly long while to read: for Quita, like many spontaneous natures, had the gift of making herself almost seen and heard by means of a few written words.
She shrugged her shoulders. "As far as I know he hardly ever comes to bed at all." "Quita, you are exaggerating!" "I only mean, it's no use asking me for accurate information." "But do you know that insomnia's a serious thing especially for him?" "Yes. I made a fuss when he first began working late. It's bad for him and a nuisance for me. But I have given that up now.
"He's going to beat me at picquet now, by way of gratitude," Quita remarked, shaking out his pillows and settling him in. "Are you off anywhere, mon cher?" "Yes: to the P. I. sports. I'm one of the judges." "Then it would be quite useless to go with you. But I'll ride down, if you like." Lenox hesitated. He had seen the shadow of disappointment in his subaltern's eyes.
"Poor beast, poor plucky beast!" Quita murmured rebelliously. Her sympathies had been strangely stirred; and an unbidden moisture clouded her eyes.
And he ended by saying he felt sure I should be glad to know how much of his present happiness he owed to his intimacy with me. So you see, dearest, I did no irretrievable harm." "No, mercifully not, thanks to Dick's uprightness, and his happy temperament. But he might have been quite another sort; like myself, for instance. By the time I had known you two weeks, Quita, the damage was permanent.
Augustus Hernandez repeatedly declared his innocence, requested that no one would say he had made a confession; he had none to make. Juan Hernandez was rather obstinate when the execution pulled the cap over his eyes. He said, rather passionately "Quita is de mis ojos." Miguel Jose made the same complaint, and drew the covering from his eyes by rubbing his head against a fellow sufferer.
"You never made a straighter shot, Mrs Olliver. I'd give five years of my life to be taking the Battery through the Gomal to-day." But if Lenox had little to say for himself, Quita was not in the same dilemma. In fact, it seemed to Desmond that she talked a little too daringly, a little too much; and for the first lime he found his appreciation tinged with criticism.
To drop in harness was, as he had said to Quita, a kinder fate than the dismal disintegration of a loveless old age; and the loosening of his grip on life brought reaction sharp and sudden, from which he never rallied again.
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