Presently Dallas entered and greeted him civilly, though with his usual
apathetic manner, and said he was glad he had come in, as he could keep
Mrs. Dallas company, as he was going to the theatre. Mrs. Dallas looked
a little surprised at this announcement and suggested his postponing the
theatre, so that he might not miss Mr. Noel's visit, but he answered
that Mr. Noel he knew would excuse him, and turned to leave the room.
As he did so he stepped on one of the kittens which cried out pitifully.
It had been an accident, of course, but he might have shown some
compunction, which he utterly failed to do. The little creature hopped
away on three feet, and Mrs. Dallas, with pretty foreign words of pity,
followed it and brought it to the fireside where she sat down with it on
her lap, and stroked and soothed it, laying the wounded little paw
against her lips and making, what seemed to Noel, munificent atonement
for the injury inflicted by her husband.
As the kitten settled down contentedly purring in its mistress' silken
lap, the front door closed behind Mr. Dallas, and turning to his
hostess, Noel for the first time addressed her in her native tongue,
asking the abrupt question, "How are you?"
She lifted her golden eyes to his a moment, and then dropped them under
the scrutiny of his gaze, which he felt, the next instant, to have been
inconsiderate.
"A little homesick, I dare say," he went on, looking down at the kitten,
"that was to be expected."
"Even when one never had a home?" she asked. "The nearest thing to it
that I have had was the convent where I was educated. The sisters were
very good to me. It was a sweet home, and of course I do miss it at
times."
"Perhaps you had a dear friend there among the sisters, or possibly the
pupils."
"Oh, yes," she said, "a dear girl friend--Nina her name was. She was a
year younger than I, and was not permitted to leave the convent to see
me married. She was heartbroken. We had always planned that the one
first married was to take the other to live with her. Her parents are
both dead."
"Ah, then when she leaves school she will come to you, no doubt," said
Noel. "That will be delightful for you."
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