"Ah, you think I am?" he answered. "Well, thank Heaven, I feel pretty
well. How long have you been in London?" he asked rather hastily,
because no one could feel more anxious to omit any allusion to the
painful past.
"Only a couple of days," said Bridget. "We had the loveliest time
abroad, and the best of it was that I really knew my way about far
better than Jimmy."
Well, Colonel Faversham, for his part, did not doubt that she knew her
way about better than most people.
"Now, tell the truth!" she exclaimed, as they stood in the middle of
the pavement, "don't you think you ought to feel immensely grateful to
me?"
"Bless my soul, I had not thought of that!" he answered, with a laugh.
"Well, you can recognize the fact now it's pointed out to you. Admit
you had a happy release, as they sometimes say in different
circumstances."
"Now I have seen you again," said Colonel Faversham gallantly, "it
becomes much more difficult than ever to believe anything of the sort."
"I hope," replied Bridget, "you mean to come and see me often. Jimmy
will be delighted. We have taken the duckiest little furnished flat
while we look about for a house of our own."
"You are not going to settle down in Upper Grosvenor Street?" suggested
the colonel.
"Oh dear, no! We should never dream of disturbing Sybil, nor of living
with her. You don't know what a good fellow Jimmy is! Now he has a
wife to keep him up to the mark he will do the most wonderful and
unexpected things. You will see! He is going to stand for
Atlinghurst, and I assure you I intend to get him in. Don't you think
I shall make an excellent canvasser? Now, please, understand," she
added, "I expect you to come and see me!"
"Where is the flat?" he inquired.
"Aberdeen Mansion," she answered. "Jimmy took it while we were
abroad----"
"Without seeing it? Good gracious!" said Colonel Faversham. That was
just like Jimmy--and Bridget.
"Oh dear, yes," she said. "We left it to an agent, and, really,
nothing could have turned out better. It is only a few yards from Hyde
Park Corner. Will you come and have lunch this morning? I know Jimmy
will be at home--not that it matters if he isn't."
"Some other time, if you will allow me," said Colonel Faversham,
offering his right hand.
"I wish," cried Bridget, as she stood holding it, "you would promise me
one thing!"
"Upon my word," he replied, "it's difficult to refuse to promise you
anything."
"Well, then, please make Carrissima pay me a visit at once--at once,
you understand?"
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