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She shook her head positively. "I couldn't ever think of you in that way." He did not need to ask why. She had already explained when they were talking of Tetlow. There was a finality in her tone that filled him with despair. It was his turn to look at her in terror. What power this slim delicate girl had over him! What a price she could exact if she but knew! Knew?
And what he had seen, that brought back to his mind something that he had nearly forgotten, was the sight of an elderly gentleman driving past the school in a sled. It was aged Mr. Carford, whose runaway team Bert had helped stop that day on the hill. "Will you let me call in Mr. Carford?" asked Bert of the principal. "Call in Mr. Carford?" repeated Mr. Tetlow in some surprise. "What for?"
Tetlow, whom he did not expect. Norman did not welcome him effusively. He said at once: "How is she?" Tetlow shifted uneasily. "I don't know. She's not with us. I gave her a place there to get her away from Culver. But she didn't stay long. No doubt she's doing well."
He saw that she was much disturbed and that it had to do with him. From time to time she looked at him, studying his face when she thought herself unobserved. As he had learned that it is never wise to open up the disagreeable, he waited. After making several futile efforts at conversation, she abruptly said: "I saw Mr. Tetlow this morning in Twenty-third Street.
Of smoking in general, when a boy gets to be a man, I have nothing to say. Some say it is injurious, and others not, in moderation. But there can be no doubt that for a growing boy to smoke is very harmful. Again I ask if anyone here has been smoking?" No one replied. The guilty boys bent deep over their books and did not look up. "Well, I am sure someone here has," said Mr. Tetlow.
"I'll pay you to-morrow that is, later to-day when you send me another check." "Why should you pay for my cab?" rejoined Tetlow. "Because it's easier for me to make money than it is for you," replied Norman. "If you were in my position the position I've been in for months would anybody on earth give you three thousand dollars a month?" Tetlow looked sour. His good nature was rubbing thin in spots.
But it can't result in any harm, and I want you to get a little fresh air in that hot brain of yours before you commit yourself. Be reasonable, old man. Suppose you rushed ahead and proposed and she accepted and then, after a few days, you came to. What about her? You must act on the level, Tetlow. Do the fair thing by yourself and by her."
Tetlow, was just entering the school at the time. Hearing the cry he ran around into the yard. "Boys! boys! what does this mean?" he demanded, and forced his way through the crowd to where Bert and Danny lay, still pummeling each other. "Stand up at once and behave yourselves," and reaching down, he caught each by the collar and dragged him to his feet.
"Don't lose your temper," laughed Norman. "I'm pounding away at you about my superiority, partly because I've been drinking, but chiefly for your own good so that you'll realize I'm right and not mess things with Galloway." They went up to Norman's suite. Norman tried to unlock the door, found it already unlocked. He turned the knob, threw the door wide for Tetlow to enter first.
His gaze was upon the unconscious girl a gaze that filled Norman with longing to strangle him. "Telegraph me from Albany as soon as you get there," said Norman. "Telegraph me at my club." Tetlow was gone. The machine tapped monotonously on. The barette which held the girl's hair at the back was so high that the full beauty of the nape of her neck was revealed.
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