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Wingarde stood up suddenly to his full height. For once he was taken totally by surprise and showed it. He did not speak, however, and Archie blundered on: "I am not your friend. I don't say this in any way for your sake. But I am her's her friend, mind you. I don't say I haven't ever flirted with her. I have.
Neville," he said shortly, "my wife will return in the car with me. I will relieve you of your attendance upon her." Archie turned crimson, but he managed to control himself more for the sake of the girl who stood in total silence by his side than from any idea of expediency. "Certainly," he said, "if Mrs. Wingarde also prefers that arrangement." Nina glanced at him.
It hurt her horribly, and because of the pain she avoided him as much as she dared. She did not know how he spent his time on Sundays. Except for his presence at luncheon she found she was left as completely to her own devices as on other days. She had agreed to drive Archie to the Wade Home in her husband's landaulette. Wingarde left the house before three and she was alone when Archie arrived.
Nina lifted her head and saw her husband hatless in the road, his face set and grim, his hands gripping the reins with a strength that evidently impressed upon the runaway the futility of opposition. In his eyes was a look that made her tremble. "You had better go home in the car," Wingarde said. "It is waiting for me in Fenwick Street. Mr.
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