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I was just about to permit her graciously to pay me the money, for my friend? the dear Bishop's sake, of course, when a big floor-walker happened to catch sight of us. "If you'll come with me, Mrs. Van Wagenen, to a dressing-room, I'll arrange your collar for you," I said very loud. And then, in a whisper: "Of course, I understand, but the thing may look different to other people.

Kingdon. Then I seized my chance. "I've heard, Mrs. Van Wagenen," I said softly and oh, as nicely as I could, "of your fondness for lace. We are going abroad in the spring, my husband and I, to Malta, among other places. Can't I get you a piece there as a souvenir of the Bishop's kindness to me?"

You see I did know that you've met the lady. If you're wise you'll draw deductions as to other things I know that you don't think I do.... And where did you see her?" "In her own home." "Called there," he sneered, "alone?" "No," I said very gently. "I went there, to the best of my recollection, with the Bishop yes, it was the Bishop, Bishop Van Wagenen." "Indeed!"

"Why don't you ask me where I got the coat, Bishop Van Wagenen?" I said, leaning over to him. He started. I suppose he'd just that moment remembered my leaving it behind that day at Mrs. Ramsay's. "Lord bless me!" he cried anxiously. "You haven't you haven't again " "No, I haven't." Ah, Maggie, dear, it was worth a lot to me to be able to say that "no" to him. "It was given to me.

"An interview with the manager," I interrupted. "I'm sure Mrs. Van Wagenen can see the manager. Just go with the lady, Mrs. Van Wagenen, and I'll follow with the goods." She did it meek as a lamb, talking all the time, but never beginning at the beginning luckily for me.

A bishop's wife may be a kleptomaniac; it's only Cruelty girls that really steal from stores. "I've met the Bishop, Mrs. Van Wagenen." I didn't say how she wouldn't appreciate that story. "And he was once very kind to me. But he would be the first to tell me to do my duty now. I'll do it as quietly as I can for his sake. But you must come with me or I must arrest " She put up a shaking hand.

"Now, look here, Bishop Van Wagenen," I broke out, "if I were the abandoned little wretch your eyes accuse me of being I wouldn't be in your carriage confessing to you this blessed minute when it'd be so much easier not to. Surely surely, in your experience you must have met girls that go wrong and then go right for ever and ever, Amen. And I'm very right now.

Mag Mag, he was blushing like a boy, a prim, rather scared little school-boy that somehow, yet oh, I knew he must feel kindly to me! I felt so fond of him. "You see, Bishop Van Wagenen," I began softly, "I never had a father and " "Bless me! But you told me that day you had mistaken me for for him." The baby!

I will not keep it. I can not I can not bear the sight of it. It terrifies me and shocks me. I can take no pleasure in it. Besides besides, it will be discipline for me to do without it now that I have found it after all these years. Every day I shall look at the place in my collection which it would have occupied, and I shall say to myself: 'Maria Van Wagenen, take warning.

"Oh, have you?" "Yes I have even told Mrs. Van Wagenen about you and how I was attracted to you and believed ahem!" "Oh oh, have you!" I gave a wriggle as I remembered that Maltese lace Maria wanted and that I ugh! But, luckily, he didn't notice. He had taken my hand and was looking at me over his spectacles in his dear, fatherly old way.

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