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But she came back to say, "Of course, it's all between ourselves till after to-morrow night, Mr. Verrian." "Oh, certainly," he replied, and went vaguely off in the direction of the billiard-room. It was light and warm there, though the place was empty, and he decided upon a cigar as a proximate or immediate solution.
Or if she had a gift for getting up things that would show other girls off; or suggesting amusements; but that would be rather in the line of swell people, who are not good at getting up things and are glad of help." "I see, I see!" Verrian said, eagerly. But he walked along looking down at the snow, and not meeting the laughing glance that Miss Macroyd cast at his face. "Well?"
Leave the explaining altogether to me, please. Will you promise that?" "I will promise that or anything if you insist," Verrian sulked. She instantly relented a little. "You mustn't think me unreasonable. But I was determined to carry my undertaking through on business principles, and you have spoiled my chance I know you meant it kindly or, if not spoiled, made it more difficult.
"It isn't so common as not being innocent enough." "But it's more difficult?" "I hope you'll never find it so, my son," Mrs. Verrian said. And for the first time she was intentionally personal. "Go on." "About Miss Andrews?" "Whichever you please." "She waylaid me in the afternoon, as I was coming home from a walk, and wanted to talk with me about Miss Shirley."
"Don't you think they're rather more dangerous when they're honest?" "Well, only when they're obliged to be. Cheer up! I don't believe Miss Macroyd is one to spoil sport." "Oh, I think I shall live through it," Verrian said, rather stiffening again. But he relaxed, in rising from his chair, and said, "Well, good-night, old fellow. I believe I shall go to bed now."
He stopped breathlessly, but she did not seem called upon to supply any meaning for his abruptness. "I'm awfully glad you like the idea," she said, "I have had to think the whole thing out for myself, and I haven't been quite certain that the question-asking wasn't rather silly, or, at least, sillier than the rest. Thank you so much, Mr. Verrian."
But such a very tough young person might have refused to stay crushed. She might very naturally have got herself into shape again and smoothed out the creases, at least so far to try some further defence." "It seems that she hasn't," Verrian said, still darkly, but not so frowningly.
Verrian said, with that admiration for any sort of cleverness in her sex which even very good women cannot help feeling. "Well, perhaps she was punished enough for both the characters she assumed," Verrian said, with a smile that was not gay. "Don't think about her!" his mother returned, with a perception of his mood. "I'm only thankful that she's out of our lives in every sort of way."
The success of Verrian did not come early, and it did not come easily. He had been trying a long time to get his work into the best magazines, and when he had won the favor of the editors, whose interest he had perhaps had from the beginning, it might be said that they began to accept his work from their consciences, because in its way it was so good that they could not justly refuse it.
After he had got his cup of tea, he stood sipping it with a homeless air which he tried to conceal, and cast a furtive eye round the room till it rested upon the laughing face of Miss Macroyd. A young man was taking away her teacup, and Verrian at once went up and seized his place.
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