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The point of view is original she insists on a man with a past!" "Oh, a past if she's serious I could rake up a past!" he said with a laugh. "So I suggested: but she has her eyes on his particular portion of it. She insists on making it a test case. She wanted to know what you had done to me; and before I could guess her drift I blundered into telling her." Thursdale drew a difficult breath.
For a full minute they stared blankly at each other, apparently bereft of all the agencies that fall to the lot of woman. "Miss Courtenay!" finally came from the lips of the girl on the platform. "Miss Thursdale!" murmured Anne, reaching out to support herself against the bumper. Other words failed to come for the time being. In sheer despair, neither could accomplish more than a pallid smile.
"Here take this; it makes me sick," he said abruptly, thrusting the paper at the reporter; and the two men turned and walked in silence to the gates. The End As first published in Harper's Monthly, December 1903 It was on an impulse hardly needing the arguments he found himself advancing in its favor, that Thursdale, on his way to the club, turned as usual into Mrs. Vervain's street.
Eleanor had begun tearfully to accuse him of abandoning her at the last moment; Mr. Derby indignantly scouted the idea. When she related their chase in the motor and their escape from Windomshire, he formed his conclusions, and they were in the main remarkably correct. "I'm afraid, Miss Thursdale, that your disappointed lover, our ancient enemy, the Englishman, was not to be overcome so neatly.
He had leaned there so often that the attitude touched a pulse which set up a throbbing in her throat. "Oh, my poor Thursdale!" she murmured. "I suppose it's rather ridiculous," he owned; and as she remained silent, he added, with a sudden break "Or have you another reason for pitying me?" Her answer was another question. "Have you been back to your rooms since you left her?"
She turned and found Miss Thursdale, attended by a gentleman, to whom the question was addressed. "I believe yes, it is, Miss Thursdale." "Then then we'll all be taken back to the city," she said dejectedly. "I fancy not. It's probably bringing relief." "They they may be bringing bad news," Eleanor groaned. "Oh, Miss Courtenay, how do you do again? How is your your grandmother, wasn't it?"
Thursdale sat gazing at her intently; his hand was not yet on the clue. "And even when you had told her that " "Even when I had told her that I had had no status that I had never stood anywhere, in any sense she meant," said Mrs. Vervain, slowly "even then she wasn't satisfied, it seems." He uttered an uneasy exclamation. "She didn't believe you, you mean?"
He continued to look at her blankly. "You sent for her?" "I didn't have to she wrote and asked me last night. But no doubt you have seen her since." Thursdale sat silent. He was trying to separate his words from his thoughts, but they still clung together inextricably. "I saw her off just now at the station." "And she didn't tell you that she had been here again?"
"But she does," said Mrs. Vervain. Thursdale stood perplexed. He had seen, on the previous day, no trace of jealousy or resentment in his betrothed: he could still hear the candid ring of the girl's praise of Mrs. Vervain. If she were such an abyss of insincerity as to dissemble distrust under such frankness, she must at least be more subtle than to bring her doubts to her rival for solution.
She excelled in the rare art of taking things for granted, and Thursdale felt a pardonable pride in the thought that she owed her excellence to his training. Early in his career Thursdale had made the mistake, at the outset of his acquaintance with a lady, of telling her that he loved her and exacting the same avowal in return.
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