"And each of them," suggested the old lady, "said 'there was time
enough for that,' or they'd 'let you know when the wedding day was
fixed,' or put you off, somehow, like that."
"Look here, Aunt, what are you driving at?"
"I am looking."
"Well, speak, you irritating old person."
"My dear, I am waiting for you to look back at me. You have carefully
avoided meeting my eye ever since I showed you the paper."
Kate looked up, and Mrs. Craven read something in the girl's face that
made her sigh. "You will go your own way, I know, Kitty dear. You are
very capable, and very clever, and that has naturally made you very
self-reliant. You have shown yourself so wonderfully successful over
your business matters that I shouldn't dream of advising you there.
But do you ever bring up into mind that there is something more in life
than mere financial success?"
"Of course I do, Aunt. But I suppose I am different from the other
girls. They look forward to their domestic pleasures. I have made
myself other interests."
The old lady shook her head decisively. "You are not at all abnormal
in that way. You are the most entirely human person I ever saw. And
to prove it, I'll just instance to you the way you've fallen in love
with George Carter."
"I refuse to admit it."
"Even to me, Kitty?"
"Even to myself. I like the man, and there it must end. He is engaged
elsewhere, and if you call me human, you must allow me pride. I run
after no man, nor do I lure any man away from another girl who has been
my friend, whatever my inclinations may be. And now, if you please, we
will drop that subject and talk of rubber. Our third company was
subscribed once and a half times over by lunch time to-day, and we've
closed the lists. How's that for a real solid triumph?"
Mrs. Craven lay back in her chair and methodically folded the paper.
"Do the profits on that bring up your score to the million you arrived
at?"
"Oh no, no. But they will help it along very nicely."
"When you get a million will you stop?"
"When I get my million, which, mark you, Aunt, is more than any girl of
my age has ever done, why, then, I shall start to make my second. It's
a most fascinating amusement."
"But it doesn't make you happy. You are no better for it. You can't
spend it."
"My dear Aunt, where have your eyes been? Haven't you seen my clothes
since I came back from the Coast? Why, I never knew what it was to
dress before. I'm seriously thinking I shall have to start a maid to
look after me."
"My dear, you've a knack of carrying clothes."
"That I learned from you, you extremely smart person."
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