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Tynan's house. "Oh!" exclaimed Mrs. Crozier enigmatically. Presently, with suppressed excitement as she saw the Young Doctor reining in the horses slowly, she added: "My husband when have you arranged that I should see him?" "When he gets back home," Kitty replied, with an accent on the last word. Mrs. Crozier started visibly. "When he gets back home-back from where?
I don't know what possessed me. I was off my trolley, I suppose, as John Sibley puts it. Well, when Mrs. James Shiel Gathorne Crozier said oh, so sweetly and kindly 'You are Miss Tynan? what do you think I replied? I said to her, 'The same'!" Rather an acidly satisfied smile came to Mrs. Tynan's lips. "That was like the Slatterly girls," she replied.
"I don't know that I want him to give it up," answered Kitty musingly. A moment later she was alone with the Young Doctor. "What's this you've been doing?" asked the Young Doctor, with a quizzical smile. "We never can tell where you'll break out." "Kitty Tynan's measles!" she rejoined, swinging her hat by its ribbon. "Mine isn't a one-sided character, is it?"
You've never had time to think whether you're happy or not, or whether you've got a problem that's what people call things, when they're got so much time on their hands that they make a play of their inside feelings and work it up till it sets them crazy." Mrs. Tynan's mouth tightened and her brow clouded. "I've had my problems too, but I always made quick work of them.
I wrote those verses after I had been looking at one of Jim Tynan's pictures. You know them, of course? No? Oh, but you must go and see them at once if you love the West. And you do, don't you? 'It is my home, said Hyacinth. When he had finished his tea she introduced him to some of the people who were in the room.
Great men dead and gone long ago near a hundred and fifty years ago-had put down their bets in the book, for Thwaite's was then what it is now, the highest and best sporting club in the world." Kitty Tynan's face had a curious look, for there was a club in Askatoon, and it was said that all the "sports" assembled there. She had no idea what Thwaite's Club in St.
Tynan's face flushed with sudden irritation and that fretful look came to her eyes which accompanies a lack of comprehension. "Upon my word, well, upon my word, of all the vixens that ever lived, and you looking like a yellow pansy and too sweet for daily use! Such thoughts in your head! Who'd have believed that you !" Kitty made a mocking face at her mother.
The look in Kitty Tynan's face reminded him of that farmer's lass in his boyhood's history. He was to blame then was he to blame now? Certainly not consciously, not by any intended word or act.
I promised I'd bet no more." The Young Doctor caught Kitty Tynan's eyes by accident, and there was the same look of understanding in both. They both knew that here was the real tragedy of Crozier's life. If he had had less reverence for his wife, less of that obvious prostration of soul, he probably would never have come to Askatoon. "I broke my promise," he murmured.
"Rather dangerous that, in the bedroom of a family man," he said, picking up the handkerchief and looking suggestively from the lettering in the corner to Crozier. He laid it down again, smiling detestably. Crozier calmly picked up the handkerchief, saw the lettering, then went quietly to the door of the room and called Mrs. Tynan's name. Presently she appeared. Crozier beckoned her into the room.
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