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You always hear of these people as being so artificial and elaborate." "Oh, they're direct enough," returned Riatt bitterly. The bitterness was so apparent that Dorothy could not ignore it. She looked up at him for an instant and then she said seriously: "I believe I know what the trouble with you is, Max. You can't believe that she loves you for yourself.
Christine's dresses will be a little out of fashion, and they'll come in a trolley car, and she'll have a veil over her head " "Six months from now Riatt may be on the way to making a nice little sum. He has a very good thing, he thinks." "He'd better be quick about it. A flat in summer!
"I wonder," said Riatt, "what is the difference, if any, between a pirate and a bucaneer? Miss Fenimer and Mrs. Almar seem to me to have many qualities in common." "Oh, Max, how can you say that? Christine is so much more gentle and womanly, so much " "My dear Laura, we haven't very much time, and I think you said you wanted to talk to me on a business matter."
"Of course I can see," she said, "why any one shouldn't want to be married, but I can't see why you object to being engaged to me for a few weeks." "How can I be sure you will keep your word?" "I'll give it to you in writing," she returned. "Write: This is to certify that I, Christine Fenimer, have enveigled the innocent and unsuspecting youth " "I won't," said Riatt.
"Well, Mr. Linburne, I hear you say so." "You shall hear her say so," answered Linburne. "Christine," he added peremptorily, "tell Riatt what you have just been telling me." There was a long painful silence. Both men stood looking intently at Christine, who sat with her head erect, staring ahead of her like a sphinx, but saying nothing.
"There are worse places than the tool-house," said Riatt, as he and Ussher hurried down to the cellar to put out the furnace fire. Hickson turned to Christine. "The fellow didn't answer me," he said. "Perhaps he thought it was none of your business, Edward, my dear," she answered. "Everything connected with you is my business," he returned. "Oh, Edward, what a dreary outlook for me!"
"I will then," she answered, and sitting down she wrote: "This is to certify that I, Christine Fenimer, have speciously, feloniously and dishonorably induced Mr. Max Riatt to make me an offer of marriage, which I knew at the time he had no wish to fulfil, and I hereby solemnly vow and swear to release him from same on or before the first day of March of this year of grace.
Riatt, who perfectly understood the public protectorate that was thus established over him, resented it; in fact by the time they rose from the table, he was thoroughly disgusted with all of them weary, as he said to himself of their hideous little games.
And if you hadn't loved me, I couldn't have brought you back." "I came back because " "Because the Linburnes were getting a divorce, and because Laura wrote you a letter. Do you fancy I had nothing to do with either of those events?" And Riatt found himself answering almost in the word of Cyrano: "Non, non, mon cher amour, je ne vous aimais pas."
Riatt certainly had often thought of such a possibility and now he put his plans into operation. He took no great precautions against discovery, for he had no notion that any one would be particularly interested in knowing his whereabouts. But he allowed those at home to suppose he was working in New York, as he suggested to those in New York that he had very naturally gone home.
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