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His liberty that which a man of his type most prizes when he finds it being encroached upon had been threatened. There was no forgiveness in the heart of him for that. In the sudden freedom of his affections just as Mrs. Durlacher had so deftly anticipated he had let them drift a moth to the nearest candle, a floating seed to the nearest shore and Coralie Standish-Roe had claimed them.
He gathered erroneously that Traill had told her he was taking Miss Standish-Roe to the theatre; fancied that perhaps she may have seen or heard of the girl's undeniable prettiness, and was piqued with jealousy. Certainly it was not for love that she was coming out to dine with him. But that was no deterrent. He looked forward to it all the more.
If Devenish did not know it instinctively, then he made his deductions from the fact alone that brought about the mentioning of the name of Coralie Standish-Roe. To him, with his own social knowledge of that young lady, the fact in itself was sufficient. By the time that Traill was ready, Sally came down prepared to go out.
"When you thought her innocent?" "Why not?" he retorted. "Society wants to be purged of that sort of woman, and it's full of 'em." Mrs. Durlacher deftly changed the subject. "I've got a box to-morrow night, Jack, at some theatre or other," she said casually. "Harold's going out to dinner, will you dine with us and drag us along there?" "Who's us?" "Miss Standish-Roe and myself.
He bowed with his eyes on her face. "Surely you're not going to go yet, Jack," said Mrs. Durlacher. Her eyes were feverishly watching his hands as he began slowly to draw on his gloves. He hesitated. Miss Standish-Roe took the seat he had vacated and looked questioningly up into his face as though it were she who had made the request. "Very well," he said.
Undoubtedly they were of service to him; undoubtedly, moreover, blood is thicker than water, and he thought, he imagined, that he would be able to save his sister from an impending crisis. On the third occasion, whilst they were sitting over tea in the drawing-room, the door opened and the man-servant announced Miss Standish-Roe. Traill stood up with a jerk and felt for his gloves. Mrs.
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