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"Oh, I cannot give my word of honor," she gasped. "I must speak. I must at least speak to Elma Lewis." "You are not to speak to any of your companions, with the exception of Alice Denvers, in whose house you live," said Miss Sherrard. "Kitty, if you disobey me, I shall have to expel you, and then indeed you will be disgraced for life.
There's not a man, a woman, nor a child, no, nor a beastie either, that can resist you. You bewitch 'em." "I have no doubt, Kitty, you kissed the stone," said Mr. Denvers. "Why then, it's yes, sir," she answered raising her big eyes and then dropping them again with an inimitable expression. "What a queer little girl you are!" he said. "You are very amusing; but I think we must tame you a bit."
"He has done a good deal for young Denvers. It's the boy's turn to make good now. There isn't much left him besides." "Poor devil!" said Sir Reginald. "You said Everard was coming. Why doesn't he come? It's very dark it's very dark! Can he have missed the way?" Feebly, haltingly, the words seemed to wander through the room, breaking a great silence as it were with immense effort. Mrs.
Philip's place was always near his father; this had been a custom ever since he had been a baby. Kitty now ensconced herself in the little boy's chair. "Am I taking anybody's seat?" she asked, looking up. "Only mine," said Phil. "Never mind, little gossoon; you shall have it to-morrow. I want to sit near Mr. Denvers because I expect he can tell me a good many things I don't understand."
"But she know very well that she was breaking rules," said Mrs. Denvers. "None of the Middleton girls are allowed to go out so late in the evening except with a suitable escort; and she certainly ought not to have gone in the dress you have described, my boy. It was all thoughtlessness; but she will get into sad trouble, I fear."
But that was a twenty-four hours' journey away, and the men had to be content with an occasional week's leave from the depths of their inferno, unless, as Tommy Denvers put it, they were lucky enough to go sick, in which case their sojourn in paradise was prolonged, much to the delight of the angels.
It will enable me to bear Alice. I am not the sort to hate people; but I'll soon get to hate her. It's an awful affliction that I have got to live with the Denvers; not that Mrs. Denvers is bad, nor Mr. Denvers, poor dear, nor Fred, but Alice! I'd like to get Alice over to Ireland, to Castle Malone. I could punish her a bit if I put her into Laurie's hands. But there!"
"At what hour was this, Fred?" interrupted Mrs. Denvers. "It was rather late, I will own, mother about half-past nine." "Go on, my dear boy. What happened then?" "Now it is Alice's turn to get into your black books," continued Fred, darting a malicious look at his sister. "She doesn't like Kitty, and nothing that Kitty can do or say is right in Alice's eyes."
Fred Denvers, you can go home or go on with your walk, just as you like, but I have charge of Miss Malone; she belongs to the Middleton School, and I must see her home before I go a step further." Poor Kitty felt staggered. "I really meant no harm," she said. "I cannot imagine what you are talking about.
Ten minutes later, Tommy Denvers, racing in, also in polo-kit, stopped short upon the threshold and stared in shocked amazement as if some sudden horror had caught him by the throat. "Great heavens above, Monck! What's the matter?" he ejaculated.
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