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Was Logan giving Lily enough money to make up for a sacrifice of all those commissions, or did Lily think that after to-night she Winifred Child would never come back to Peter Rolls's? As that question asked itself loud bells jangled in Win's head. She felt as if she were losing her senses. But no, she must not must not do that.
Still there are always family estates in the market, and where a coronet is there is gossip also. Only the cat tribe start or believe it, and even cats purr to a marchesa, lest they may want to visit Italy next year. In the Turkish bath which was New York that July, Peter Rolls's department store was one of the hot rooms.
Then Ena Rolls's brother couldn't be all bad! "Well, I'm in the business, too. This must be the place the girl is going to. She shall be cured, I promise you. And when she's well she shall have work in the country to keep her strong and make her happy. Will that please you?" "Yes," Win answered. "But it doesn't please me to feel you're doing it for that reason." "I'm not. Only partly, at least.
Then, when Ursus had opportunely arrived to frighten him away as easily as the Spider frightened Miss Muffet, she had been impishly amused. In Toys at Peter Rolls's she had been vexed, irritated, but never hotly angry. The young man's persistence had not seemed serious enough to call "persecution."
How little delicacy she had shown in taking a place in Peter Rolls's father's store after that conversation on the ship! And how was she to be got rid of in a desperate hurry without making Lord Raygan cross? It was a difficult situation for Miss Rolls.
Rolls's inspection. Suddenly a great weight was lifted from her head, as if kind hands had gently removed a tight helmet. Would such a man as Ena Rolls had sketched in her shadow portrait of a brother bring his mother to meet a shop girl whom he fancied? It seemed not. Yet men of that type were the cleverest, as she already knew. Maybe he didn't really mean to bring Mrs. Rolls.
The Bournemouth Meeting will always be remembered with regret for the tragedy of C. S. Rolls's death, which took place on the Tuesday, the second day of the meeting.
Peter Rolls's store in general, and the toy department in particular, were having what would be alluded to later in advertisements as an "unprecedented success." Before Win came the folding chairs for "assistants" had all been broken or out of order. By law any girl could sit down. By unwritten law she mustn't, yet there were the chairs as good as gold and fresh as paint.
Only she was Rolls's chum on the Monarchic, and I thought if he " "Dear Lord Raygan, please don't think about it any more. And if you want to be very kind, and make me real happy and comfortable, don't tell Petro we met the girl or even mention her. You will promise not, won't you?" "Of course, if you ask me, that's enough," said Rags, looking rather sulky.
There were certain hours when he came to the hospital room which Win had seen on her first day at Peter Rolls's. One of these hours was just before the opening of the shop. Perhaps he hadn't yet got away. The floorwalker who controlled Mantles was one of the smartest men in any department, somewhat of a martinet, but inclined to be reasonable with those who had any "gumption."
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