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You would not have cut me intentionally, would you?" "I should say not. You walked past here?" "Yes, you were tying her shoe-string." "What!" exclaimed he, starting to his feet, "tying Grace's shoe-string?" The first thought that rushed to his mind was that Veath had knelt to plead his love to Grace Vernon. "Lady Huntingford, let us walk," he exclaimed.
Men called him the "real American," and women conveyed a world of meaning in the simple, earnest expression "I like Mr. Veath." Veath was now unmistakably in love with Grace Vernon. The fact was borne in upon him more and more positively as the sunny days and beautiful nights drew them nearer to the journey's end. Occasionally he lapsed into strange fits of dejection.
"I think it would be wise if we make every preparation to leave the ship, awful as the prospect may seem. My judgment is that we should take time by the forelock. It will be too late after the crash comes." Veath said this solemnly, and a deeper sense of realization came to all of them. Strange to say, it inspired energy and calmness rather than weakness and panic.
Her list of good English names for this utterly heathen community covered such places as Velvet Valley, Hamilton Hills, Shadburn Rapids, Ridgeway River, Veath Forest and others. Ridgeway gave name to the temple in which the natives paid homage to them. He called it Tennys Court. Her room in the remodelled temple was a source of great delight to Lady Tennys. It was furnished luxuriously.
"Ahem!" coughed loyal Mr. Veath. "Are there any heathen over there?" asked Miss Vernon very innocently but also very maliciously. She smiled at Hugh, who leaned far back in his chair and winked solemnly at the bewildered Veath. That gentleman, manlike, interpreted Hugh's wink as the means of conveying the information that the tactful young lady asked the question merely to throw him off the scent.
I cannot bear it," she wailed frantically, again placing her hands over her eyes. His arms dropped from their unwilling position and he gasped in amazement. "What is it, Grace? What is the matter? What is it, Veath?" he gasped. She sank to her knees on the floor and sobbed. "Oh, Hugh! I am not worthy to be loved by you." He tried to lift her to her feet, absolutely dumb with amazement. "Don't!
It was one of those faces at which one could look for ever and still feel there was a charm about it he had not caught. "I've never seen such a face before," again murmured Ridgeway. "Tastes differ," said Veath. "Now, if you'll pardon me, I think Miss Ridge is the more beautiful. She is taller and has better style. Besides, I like fair women. What say?"
Still, I am bound to make her forget the heathen and return to America another woman altogether." Mr. Veath, of course, did not understand the strange smile that flitted over his companion's face as he uttered the last remark. "I'm glad I met you, Veath; we'll get along famously, I'm sure. There's no reason why we shouldn't make the voyage a jolly one.
She would not have had me tell it for the world." "My dear Mr. Ridge, don't let that trouble you. She shall never know that you have told me and I shall never repeat it. Please rest assured; her wishes in the matter are most certainly to be considered sacred," cried Veath warmly. "Thanks, old man," said Hugh, very much relieved. "Your hand on that.
"They'll be here in half an hour; but I haven't told them it was you they are going to see. She loves Veath loves him more than she ever cared for me. I don't blame her, do you? Veath's a man worthy of any woman's love and confidence. Tennys, do you know what I've been thinking ever since I left them fifteen minutes ago? I've been calling myself a cad a downright cad." "And why, may I ask?"
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