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Charlie has not much of a voice, but he made an effort to sing with Tita: "The winds whistle cold and the stars glimmer red, The sheep are in fold and the cattle in shed;" and the fine old glee sounded fairly well as we drove through the gathering gloom of the forest.
The world is cruel, Tita, to a woman who deliberately lives away from her husband; and, besides " "I don't care about the world." "We all care about the world sooner or later, and, besides, you who have been accustomed to money all your life cannot find your present income sufficient for you, and Margaret may marry." "Oh yes! Yes; I think so." For the first time she shows some animation.
He had on a big sombrero, and under a fold of his serape Tonio could see a cartridge-belt and the handle of a revolver. "It's the Tall Man that Father and Pedro were talking to in front of the pulque shop," whispered Tonio. Tita was so frightened that she shook like a leaf and her teeth chattered. Pretty soon the Tall Man spoke. "The others ought to be here soon," he said. "They'll see the fire.
We were together more than an hour, and our interview gave, as it struck me, a great lift to my undertaking. Miss Tita accepted the situation without a protest; she had avoided me for three months, yet now she treated me almost as if these three months had made me an old friend.
If I knew any girls I never do know them, as a rule I should beg of them not to play tennis; it is destruction so far as feet go." "Fancy riding so much as that!" says Mr. Woodleigh, who, with Sir Maurice and the others, has been listening to Tita's stories of hunts and rides gone and done. "Why, how long have you been hunting?" "Ever since I was thirteen," says Tita.
"I beg your pardon," says Rylton, interrupting her quickly. "Speak for yourself only. For my part, I have no desire to be separated from you now, or," steadily, "at any other time." Tita lifts her eyes and looks at him. Their glances meet, and there is something in his that brings the blood to her face. "I cannot understand you," cries she, with some agitation.
She makes herself a little more comfortable where she is, regardless of the honour Lady Rylton would have done her regardless, too, of the frown with which her hostess now regards her. Mr. Gower turns upon her a beaming countenance. "What you really mean is," says he, "that you like sitting near me." "Indeed I do not," says Tita indignantly. "My dear girl, think.
"I don't," returns Tita calmly. "You dance better than anyone here, except Tom." "Perhaps, then, you wish to reserve it for Tom? I see you have already danced a good deal with Tom." "It is such a pleasure to dance with him," says she enthusiastically. "One can see how you regard it." "What do you mean?" looking at him. "Have I danced too much with him? If you imagine "
Even then she was on the point of giving up of being false to her principles when Tita's voice, a little high, a little strained, had frightened her. It had been followed by an angry answer from Rylton. Margaret opened the door and went in. Tita is standing with her back to a small table, her hands behind her, resting upon it, steadying her.
Tom Hescott has shown himself desirous of taking Tita's small fingers into his possession for the time being, at all events a fact pointed out to Rylton by Mrs. Bethune with a low, amused little laugh; but Tita had told him to go away, as she couldn't give her hand to anybody for a moment, as she was going to have the conduct of the affair.
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