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"Miss Beth Truba" had been put there to stay, with a full pen, and as if pleasing to his sight. She was thinking it would be well if Mrs. Wordling were always inquiring; and that the day would be spoiled if he had undertaken to explain things in this letter.... Beth crossed to the table, placed the paper-cutter under the flap and slit it across.
He was the cook of the outfit, and he took me in, a cub-correspondent. And last night and the night before, we talked again " Cairns' eye hurried past Mrs. Wordling, but he seemed to find what he wanted in the glances of the others, before he resumed: "Without knowing it, Bedient has made me see that I haven't been keeping even decently white, here in New York.
Cairns had been unable to forbear this question: "But, Andrew, who suggested going across to the park?" "I can't just say," Bedient answered thoughtfully. "You see we smelled mignonette, and followed a common impulse. You should have seen the night to understand.... I say, David, can I do anything to straighten this out for Mrs. Wordling?" "Only ignore it," Cairns said hastily.
We were talking it was the night he first spoke of going over to Nantucket with me. Mrs. Wordling was behind at a near table. I told him we'd better talk lower " No sound escaped her. Cairns sprang up at the sight of her uplifted face.... Her eyes turned vaguely toward the door of the little room. He was standing before it.
I haven't got over it yet, and as for Hugh, I have never seen him so moved since since Robert died." Manvers was aware of Mrs. Flaxman's affection for her brother-in-law's memory; and it seemed to him natural and womanly that she should be touched artist and wordling though she was by this fresh effort in a similar direction.
Beth saw it; saw, too, that he had observed how Bedient talked to her last night. Mrs. Wordling had not missed comment here.... Cairns must not think, however, that she would avoid Andrew Bedient. She fell into her old resource of laughing at the whole matter. "I can't afford to take any chances, David. He's too attractive.
His liking for the Grey One mystified Beth; Vina Nettleton had charmed him, brought forth in a single afternoon many intimate things from his depths. He spoke pleasantly of Mrs. Wordling. The Shadowy Sister was bewitched. To her a great lover had come a lover who had added to a boy's delicacy and beauty of ideal, a man's certainty and power.
The Park looked inviting for a stroll full moon, you know. They crossed. Wordling didn't know or had forgotten about midnight locking. 'His talk was so interesting, she said.... It was after one, when Mr. Bedient hailed a page at the Club entrance." "From inside the bars, across the street?" Beth asked. "Of course. The boy came over with the keys."
In point of fact, Mrs. Wordling was ungovernably pretty. Moreover, she knew Kate Wilkes well enough to understand that she was too busy to sketch the characters of other women except for their own benefit.
And who would have a taxicab on a night like this?... Let's not hurry in.... Have you been away?" "No, Mrs. Wordling." "Don't you think you are rather careless with your friends?" she asked, as one whom the earth had made much to mourn. "I have missed a great deal, but it's good to be thought of," he said. "You didn't mean, then, to be careless with your friends?" "No."
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