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Monica, noteworthy among the gathering for her sweet, bright prettiness, and the finish of her dress, soon made herself at home; she chatted gaily with the girls wondering indeed at her own air of maturity, which came to her for the first time. Mrs. Cosgrove, an easy woman of the world when circumstances required it, did her best to get something out of Widdowson who presently thawed a little.
Monica turned from her husband and affected interest in the pictures. They reached the end of the room before Widdowson spoke. 'How long do you want to stay here? 'I will go whenever you like, she answered, without looking at him. 'I have no wish to spoil your pleasure. 'Really, I have very little pleasure in anything. Did you come to keep me in sight?
Rhoda Nunn, sitting apart with the second lady, gave him her hand, but at once resumed her conversation. With Mrs. Widdowson he was soon chatting in his easy and graceful way, Miss Barfoot putting in a word now and then. He saw that she had not long been married; a pleasant diffidence and the maidenly glance of her bright eyes indicated this. She was dressed very prettily, and seemed aware of it.
Soon after they had settled down at home she equipped herself for the cold season, and Widdowson cared little about the price so long as the effect of her new costumes was pleasing to him. 'You are making a butterfly of me, said Monica merrily, when he expressed strong approval of a bright morning dress that had just come home.
'My DEAR RHODA, I have just gone through a very painful scene, and I feel bound to let you know of it without delay, as it may concern you. Widdowson had called, that he wished to see me as soon as possible, and would be here again at six o'clock. He came, and his appearance alarmed me, he was looking so dreadfully ill.
But I find it is very difficult to say what I Rhoda waited, offering no help whatever, not even that of a look expressing interest. 'Will you tell me, Miss Nunn, why you behave so coldly to me? 'Surely that doesn't need any explanation, Mrs. Widdowson? 'You mean that you believe everything Mr. Widdowson has said? 'Mr. Widdowson has said nothing to me.
And I have no doubt she will be present at our wedding. Unfortunately, she's my only relative; or the only one I know anything about. After our marriage I don't think we shall see much of her 'No, I dare say not, was Monica's remark. And thereupon they turned to pleasanter themes. That morning Widdowson had received from his sister-in-law a scribbled post-card, asking him to call upon Mrs.
Widdowson, who had rested little, was in a heavy, taciturn mood; Monica, on the other hand, talked gaily, seeming not to observe her companion's irresponsiveness. She was glad of the wild sky; now they would see another aspect of island life the fierce and perilous surges beating about these granite shores.
There was a week to think it over. All days and times were the same to him he said. And he drove about the country for his pleasure. A man of means. His name, according to the card, was Edmund Widdowson. He was upright in his walk, and strongly built. She noticed this as he moved away from her. Fearful lest he should turn round, her eyes glanced at his figure from moment to moment.
'Yes, a wonderful day. But I only left home an hour ago. Shall we walk this way? They went along the path by the river. Widdowson exhibited none of the artifices of gallantry practised by men who are in the habit of picking up an acquaintance with shop-girls.
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