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Is my life of no account to you that you can toss it aside without a thought?" Dexie raised her eyes to the earnest face before her as she replied: "I must think of my own self. Why should I make my life unhappy to please a passing fancy of yours?" "A passing fancy! I understand that remark; you mean it as a sneer. It was a passing fancy with Gussie, I will admit.
The next thing that would happen would be that you would think you saw a pink elephant sitting on the drawing-room window-sill and start throwing bricks at it.... Well, come on, Tom, the entertainment seems to be over.... But wait. The newt king wishes a word with us.... Yes, Mr. Fink-Nottle?" Gussie, as he joined our little group, seemed upset about something. "I say!" "Say on, Augustus."
If you let him get away with it now an' then, he'll split even with you. H'm? O, well, now, don't get so high and mighty. The management expects it in this department. That's why they pay starvation wages." An unusual note of color crept into Miss Gussie Fink's smooth cheek. It deepened and glowed as Heiny darted around the corner and up to the bar.
"There is very little to tell, Mr. Traverse. I think the part of the letter that you heard tells the story well enough," and she gave a quick look into his face, "but I think I understand what you mean. This is not the one that Gussie refers to so often." "Miss Dexie, if I have spared your feelings to-night, spare mine now, and tell me what I ask: Is there more than one lover across the sea?
The result was a spirited argument, in which Miss Gussie held her own with such ability that I was utterly routed and found another grievance against her. It was very humiliating to be worsted by a girl a country girl at that, who had passed most of her life on a farm! No doubt she was strong-minded and wanted to vote. I was quite prepared to believe anything of her.
"I want it." "But I really have!" said Augustus, springing up. "Of course you have," replied Dearman. "What do you mean?" "John dear," remarked Mrs. Dearman one day, "I wish you could give Gussie a hint not to come quite so often. I have given him some very broad ones during the last few months, but he won't take them. He would from you, I expect." "Tired of the little bounder, Pat?"
Altogether, we spent nine dollars and ninety-one cents of the money grandpa gave us. Gussie kept the list. That's what the paper and white paint and ribbons for tying back our curtains oh, yes, and the curtains themselves came to. They are just dotted Swish and we got it at a sale, so it didn't cost us much. Mrs.
"Something very pleasant must have happened to you to-day," said Gussie, looking at him archly, "or else you have been studying a joke-book for our amusement." "Well, I have good reason to be jolly to-night," he replied, changing his seat so as to watch Dexie's face. "I am going to be married! That fact alone ought to make any reasonable man happy, don't you think?"
I heard her murmur, and there not being much to say after that, I excused myself on the ground that I had got about two pecks of dust down my back and would like to go and get my maid to put me into something loose. "You go back to Gussie," I said, "and tell him that all is well." She gave a sort of hiccup and, darting forward, kissed me on the forehead.
Instantly Hugh stepped into the boat and, gave it a shove that sent it several rods, saying: "Then we'll not lose our sail on Gussie's account," and he bent to the oars, sending the little boat far out into the stream. Gussie stood on the wharf until she saw that they really meant to leave her there, and then walked thoughtfully home.
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