Thus it was nothing less than a complete realignment of the coterie that
had taken place, this week. For if Mr. Manford had advanced rapidly in
the young girl's thought, even more rapidly, of course, had her old
principal friend dropped backward out of it. After the unattractive way
he had showed his pique that day, Angela had thought about Mr. Garrott,
indeed, only long enough to take a final position about him. That
position came simply to this, that if he was the sort of person who
expected to take liberties with you all the time, then he was not the
sort that she, Angela, cared to have anything to do with. She recalled
now her early premonition, that Mr. Garrott was a man of low ideals. And
she was glad to remember how she had put him in his place, the night he
had showed his real nature, and positively refused to compromise her
standards, simply to keep him on, as so many girls would have done.
Now, in the tail of the complicated day, Angela thought only, and with
right, of her engineer. Rapidly up the Street of the Rich she drove, and
alert she kept her eyes. But, in truth, the hope in her heart had been
but a slim one; and now, with each passing block, she felt it growing
slimmer. When she got as far as the Green Park, and saw the time by the
church-clock there, it dwindled away blankly to nothing: the worry about
her father had kept her in till too late, just as she had thought all
along. In short, her mind's eye was picturing Mr. Manford already seated
in his train, when he suddenly made her start and jump by appearing at
her elbow.
The meeting was his doing altogether. The maid scanned the sidewalks as
she proceeded; the man in a closed conveyance came skimming down the
middle of the highway. Nothing on earth could have been easier than for
him to skim on by her unseen, and nobody a whit the wiser. On the
contrary, he must have given the order to stop with instantaneous
alacrity. The very first Angela knew of Mr. Manford's nearness at all
was the sight of his head sticking out the door of a great car, just
ahead of her.
The door was open; the car was coming to a standstill; Mr. Manford was
signaling. Nimbly, with an inner leap of happiness, the girl complied
with his obvious wishes.
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