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Forbes announced, and there was a deep silence. Bernice looked a little bewildered, but not at all disappointed. Alicia looked simply stunned, and the two D's just listened for further developments. "But don't you for one minute think," said Mr. Forbes, "that I consider Alicia in any way superior to Bernice; nor, on the other hand, do I think Bernie better than Alicia.
If I were a man I dare say I'd do the most terrible things although I've never dreamed of anything so fiercely awful as this." "I should hope not," he gasped. "So come now, tell me everything. Does she pet you and call you funny names and ruffle your hair the way I do?" Bernie assumed an attitude of military erectness.
Blake knew that his expression was changing, and tried to stifle his relief. As for Bernie, he flushed angrily, and his voice rang with his newly born determination. "Don't be silly. Didn't he just say he loved you? And, for heaven's sake, don't look so scared. We won't devour you." "I can't marry him," declared the girl, once more. "Why?" "Be-because I'm already married! There! Jimmy!
Bernie Dreux's amazing assumption of dictatorship had relieved him of the duty of heading the mob, a thing for which he was profoundly grateful. When the main body of vigilantes had armed itself, he fell in beside his friend with some notion of helping and protecting him. But the little man proved amply equal to the occasion.
Bernie grinned, whereupon his peppery sweetheart exploded angrily: "You delight in my unhappiness, villain! You enjoy my sufferings! Very well! You have flirted; I shall flirt You drive me to distraction; I shall behave accordingly. That Antoine Giroux worships me and would buy a ring for me to-morrow if I would consent."
To his surprise, the girl turned upon him fiercely. "Do not torture Bernie so," she cried. "There are reasons why he cannot marry. I love him, he adores me; that is enough." Two tears gathered and stole down her smooth cheeks. "You are cruel to hurt him so, M'sieu." "Bernie, you're a coward!" Blake said, with some degree of feeling, but the girl flew once more to her lover's defense.
Concealing his disappointment, Kennedy dropped it into his own pocket, confronting the frightened Bernie once more. "Do you know anything about Miss Lamar's death?" "No! I don't know nothing, honest!" "All right!" Kennedy turned to Mackay. "Werner, the director."
What would you think of an onyx clock with gold cupids straddling around over it?" "Fine! I'm sorry, old man I like you, y'understand?" Bernie upset his chair in rising to embrace his friend, then catching sight of August Kulm, who entered at the moment, he made his way to him and repeated his explanations. Mr.
"I'll see that she gets her chocolates." "Oh, I've sent 'em a deadly consignment enough to destroy both of you. And I've left a standing order for five pounds a week." "But that letter it's blackmail." Bernie groaned. "She holds me up in the same way whenever she feels like it. She's getting suspicious of me lately, and I daren't tell her I'm a detective.
Bernie undertook to clap the speaker on the shoulder and admonish him to buck up; but his eye was wavering and his aim so uncertain that he knocked off Mr. Rilleau's hat. With due apologies he ran on: "She couldn't have been queen at all, only for him. He made it possible." "I had as much to say about it as he did." Bernie whispered: "He lent me the money, y'understand?
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