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Updated: June 16, 2025


Because, Garry, I do believe that it is all turning out naturally, inevitably, as it was meant to turn out from the first, and that, some time this winter, there can be no reason why you should not see Shiela again. "I know this, that Mr. Cardross is very fond of you that Mrs. Cardross is also that every member of that most wholesome family cares a great deal about you.

"Shall I also take that package you spoke of?" asked Mr. Cunningham. "Surely. It is ready in my room." And he went below and came up with it, a great beribboned and bewaxed envelope, saying, "Deliver it when the time comes, Gad. Or wait, let Miss Shiela do it," and handed it to her instead. She blushed vividly and placed it in her portmanteau. "Thank you, sir," she said.

Neither Mrs. Carrick nor Cecile was on that list. Shiela Cardross was and had been for two years. Hamil, sitting on the terrace beside Mrs. Cardross, became very busy with his note-book as soon as that languid lady resumed her book.

"He does seem to tag after Shiela.... Once or twice I thought or it seemed to me or rather " His wife waited. "Well, he seemed rather impressed by her field qualities," concluded Cardross weakly. His wife waited. Her husband lit a cigar very carefully: "That's all I noticed, dear." Mrs. Cardross laid the narrow bit of woven blue silk on her knee and smoothed it reflectively. "Neville!"

Her face was burning hot; but she met his gaze with equanimity, slowly nodding serene assent to his suggestion. "Shiela," he said pleasantly, "it looks to me as though what you have done for your family in that hour of need rather balances all accounts between you and them." "What?" "I say that you are square with them for what they have done in the past for you." She shook her head.

"Well, Shiela," he said lightly; "I got in to-night and rather expected to see somebody; but nobody waited up to see me! I'm rather wet it's raining so I won't trouble you. I only wanted to say good night." The quick displeasure in her face died out. She dismissed the maid, and came slowly forward.

They walked on, passing through grove after grove, Alonzo tiptoeing after them, and when, as a matter of precaution from time to time, Shiela looked back, the bird pretended not to see them until they passed the last gate and locked it.

Didn't I? Well, then, if this is grief, Shiela, I wouldn't exchange it for another man's happiness. So, if you please, I'll follow your advice and enjoy it in my own fashion.... Shiela, you don't smile very often, but I wish you would now." But the ghost of a smile left her pallor unchanged. She moved toward the stairs, wearily, stopped and turned.

"Believe that I am sorry," she whispered. "Will you believe it? I did not know; I did not dream of it." His face changed as though something within him was being darkly aroused. "After all," he said, "no man ever lived who could kill hope." "There is no hope to kill " "No chance, Shiela?" "There has never been any chance " She was trembling; he took both her hands. They were ice cold.

I'm still turkeyless but wiser." "You'd better bring Eudo and let us help you to retrieve yourself!" called back Shiela. But he refused scornfully, and she waved them adieu; then, settling in her stirrups, turned smilingly to Hamil who brought his horse alongside. "Dad is probably right; there's not much chance for us this way. But if there is a chance Little Tiger will see that we get it.

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