.. I'm getting the worst of it--not you so
much, or Penton.
"I'm the woman in the case.
"Remember the invitation the other night, from the Congregational
minister--for tea? He invited you for tea, you remember, and left me
out?"
"--remember, too," I replied fondly, caressing her head, "how I didn't
even deign to reply to the ---- ---- ---- ----!"
"Sh!" putting her hand gently and affectionately over my mouth, "don't
swear so ... very well, poke the wild beasts again!... but we'll only
serve as sport for another Roman holiday for the newspapers."
I wrote Miller to come down, that I had an exclusive interview for him.
He arrived the very night of the day he received my letter.
Darrie stepped out over to the Ronds', not to be herself brought into
what she had so far managed to keep out of.
Hildreth consumed the better part of two hours fixing herself up as
women do when they want to make an impression....
"Your friend from Kansas must see that you haven't made such a bad
choice in picking me," she proclaimed, with that pretty droop of her
mouth.
"No, no! be a good boy, don't muss me up now!"
She wore a plain, navy-blue skirt ... wore a white middy blouse with
blue, flowing tie ... easy shoes that fitted snug to her pretty little
feet ... her eyes never held such depths to them, her face never shone
with such beauty before.
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