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"All the stronger probability of a scrimmage," replied Dalrymple, sipping his punch with a covert glance of salutation at Suzette. "Shall I see if they are among the dancers?" "Do but make haste; for the punch is disappearing fast." I left them, and went back to the platform where the indefatigable public was now engaged in the performance of quadrilles.
I felt a hot flush mounting to my forehead The very thought of my adored little girl in the category of Suzette! I could have struck my old friend but I had just sense enough to reason things. Maurice was only speaking as any of the Paris world would speak. A secretary, whom a man was obviously interested in, was certainly not out of the running for the post of "Maitresse-en-titre!"
Needless to say, nothing ever happened to anything. He could make more noise and do less harm than any one I ever knew. Then he would sing us both into good humour until Suzette's peasant cheeks shone like ripe apples. "It is not the same without Monsieur Tanrade," Suzette sighed to-day as she brought my luncheon to my easel in a shady corner of my wild garden a corner all cool roses and shadow.
It was absurd; but in his high good-will toward Adeline, and in his latent tenderness for Suzette, Matt was hurt by the lawyer's distrust, somewhat as you are hurt when the cashier of a strange bank turns over your check and says you must bring some one to recognize you. It cost Matt a pang; it took him a moment to own that Putney was right.
Hilary could have had his way, there never would have been any trouble at all about the accounts, and she wanted her father to understand just how the best people felt about him. He listened vaguely to it all. A clock in the next room struck four, and Northwick started to his feet. "I must go!" "Go?" Adeline echoed. "Why must you go?" said Suzette, clinging about him.
A single letter satisfied her of this; and when he was reading it, for the second time, she snatched it from his hand and flung it fiercely upon the floor. Ralph's eyes blazed menace and her own cowered. "Take up that letter, Suzette!" "I won't!" "Take it up, I say! I command! instantly!" He had risen to his feet, and was the master now.
I've been afraid that he would end by marrying some farmer's daughter, and bringing somebody into the family who would say 'Want to know, and 'How? and 'What-say? through her nose. Suzette is indefinitely better than that, no matter what her father is. But I must confess that it was a shock when Matt told me they were engaged." "Why, were you surprised, mamma?" said Louise.
No one can help respecting her; and I think she's even more to be respected for yielding to that poor old maid sister of hers about their property, than for wishing to give it up." "Yes," Matt breathed gratefully. "But there, there is the real skeleton, Matt! Suzette would grace the highest position. But her father! What will people say?" "Need we mind that, mother?"
Suzette was the name of the other daughter; her mother had fancied that name; but the single monosyllable it had been shortened into somehow suited the proud-looking girl better than the whole name, with its suggestion of coquettishness. She asked, "Why didn't you come down, papa? Mr. Wade was calling, and he stayed to dinner."
So many people think he isn't " Suzette drew away from her in stern offence. "Do you think that if he were alive he would leave us without a word a sign?" "No, no! He couldn't be so cruel! I didn't mean that! He is dead, and I shall always say it." They walked on without speaking, but at the gate Suzette offered to return Louise's embrace.
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