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The two officers supplied themselves with bottles of liquor from Rachael's sideboard a law forbade service to the military and so equipped they went through innumerable fox trots in several glittering caravanseries along Broadway, faithfully alternating partners while Gloria became more and more uproarious and more and more amusing to the pink-faced captain, who seldom bothered to remove his genial smile at all.
Rachael's hand lay in her lover's, her glorious eyes rarely left his face. Browned by his summer of travel, she found him better than ever to look upon; hungry after these waiting months, every tone of his voice held for her a separate delight. "Did you ever dream of happiness like this, Rachael?" "Never never in my wildest flights. Not even in the past few months!" "What didn't trust me?"
Billy was quite her old self as she retailed these items and many more for Rachael's benefit. But Rachael saw that the years had made a sad change in her before the three days' visit was over.
At best, he would be won by Rachael's revelation of her soul to a long and frankly indiscreet talk of his own; at worst, he would construe her confidences in an entirely personal sense, and feel that she came not at all to the priest and all to the man.
Haviland said, "that everyone is beginning to talk?" "Perfectly," Rachael admitted. "But what do you expect me to do?" "SOMETHING must be done," said the other woman firmly. "By whom?" Rachael countered lightly. "Well by Clarence, I suppose," Mrs. Haviland suggested discontentedly. "Clarence!" Rachael's tone was but a scornful breath.
Rachael's dat yaller gal up to Mrs. Nelson's. I done raise her, an' she ain't a bit o'count.
Warren thought indeed that the miserable episode of the past week had been dismissed from her mind, and delighting like a boy in the little holiday, and proud of his beautiful wife, he found their hours at sea cloudless. With two men, whose acquaintance was made on the steamer, they played bridge, and Rachael's game drew other players from all sides to watch her leads and grin over her bidding.
He went forth, with all his energies on the alert, and his intellect free from the suspicions that had for a time enthralled it. He had craved riches, and hoped to obtain them through Rachael's marriage. This had been a temptation. He had ambition still, but it took a far more noble direction. With wealth he would gather knowledge; with both, mental force and moral power. He went.
It was inevitable that Hamilton should attend this ball, for the Irwins and his relatives were in and out of each other's houses all day and half the night. By this time, however, he had met nearly every girl on St. Kitts, and his cousin had ridden out that afternoon to assure Mistress Fawcett that the danger weakened daily. But for an hour, he did not leave Rachael's side that night.
Where was the man, and why did he not come back? Every night, Sissy went to Rachael's lodging, and sat with her in her small neat room. All day, Rachael toiled as such people must toil, whatever their anxieties.
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