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There he is welcomed with respectful affection as the rector's son and Alma's former playmate. Afterwards she lights him to the gate, where a chance word of his evokes from her an innocent and unconscious betrayal of her secret love, kindling such strong response in him as he cannot conquer except by touching a letter in his breast- pocket.
Not all the vows in the world could prevent me from finding that answer delightful, and when, on entering my boudoir, he said: "Sorry to miss Madame though. I wanted a word with that lady before I went down to the Antarctic," I could not resist the mischievous impulse to show him Alma's letter. She's like a snake. I'd like to put my foot on it." And then
But I must not keep you now, dearest. You'll be just crazy to write to your husband and tell him all about it." Alma's mother was the next to visit me. The comfortable old soul, redolent of perfume and glittering with diamonds, began by congratulating herself on her perspicacity. "I knew it," she said. "When I saw as how you were so and so, I said to Alma as I was sure you were that way.
And so in the end, with a smile on her lips that belied almost to herself the little run of fear through her heart, Alma's last kiss to her mother that night was the long one of felicitation. And because love, even the talk of it, is so gamy on the lips of woman to woman, they lay in bed, heartbeat to heartbeat, the electric pad under her pillow warm to the hurt of Mrs.
Belford, but he thought as much. His eyes flashed, and he clenched his fists under the table. Alma's presence alone restrained him from something more violent. He appeared calm, but inwardly he was angry. This unexpected announcement concerning the chimney he had built cast a heavy shadow over him, and his conscience awoke with a sudden smart.
Alma's coldness during the last few weeks he had explained to himself as the result of his failure to take interest in her proceedings. He knew that this behaviour on his part was quite illogical; Alma acted with full permission, and he had no right whatever to 'turn grumpy' just because he disliked what she was doing.
Kirby, you won't mind if I ask if we mayn't just now and then have some of the new towels on our floor will you? We never get anything but the old, thin towels. Of course, it's Alma's fault; but I think every one ought to take a turn at the new towels as well as the old, don't you?" "I'll speak to Alma," said Margaret, turning her key.
Now at length Alma's fate was decided; the concert drew to its close.
Arriving at the house a little before her time, she found her hostess a prey to vexation. 'My dear, he can't come. It's most annoying. Only an hour ago I had a telegram look The despatch was from Coventry: 'Don't expect me. Detained on business. Redgrave. It rustled in Alma's hand, and she had much ado to keep herself from tears of angry chagrin. 'He had promised to be here, went on Mrs.
We put up at a well-known hotel near Trafalgar Square, the same that in our girlhood had been the subject of Alma's dreams of future bliss, and I could not help observing that while my husband was selecting our rooms she made a rather ostentatious point of asking for an apartment on another floor.
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