"How kind of the bishop! But he is always doing kind things; his wife,
too. I have seen much of them since I came to England."
"My name is Appleton, Fergus Appleton, at your service."
"Won't you take a stone, or make yourself a hollow in the sand?" asked
Tommy hospitably. "I came out here to read and study, and get rid of
the week-enders. Isn't Bexley Sands a lovely spot, and do you ever get
tired of the bacon and the kippered herring, and the fruit tarts with
Devonshire cream?"
"I can't bear to begin an acquaintance with a lady by differing on
such vital points, but I do get tired of these Bexley delicacies."
"Perhaps you have been here too long--or have you just come this
morning?"
Appleton swallowed his disappointment and hurt vanity, and remarked:
"No, I came on Friday." (He laid some emphasis on Friday.)
"The evening train is so incorrigibly slow! I only reached the hotel
at ten o'clock when I arrived on Thursday night." Miss Tucker shot a
rapid glance at the young man as she made this remark.
"I came by the morning express and arrived here at three on Friday,"
said Appleton.
Miss Tucker, with a slight display of perhaps legitimate temper,
turned suddenly upon him. "There! I have been trying for two minutes
to find out when you came, and now I know you were at my beastly
concert on Friday evening!"
"I certainly was, and very grateful I am, too."
"I suppose all through my life people will be turning up who were in
that room!" said Miss Tucker ungraciously. "I must tell somebody what
I feel about that concert! I should prefer some one who wasn't a
stranger, but you are a great deal better than nobody. Do you mind?"
Appleton laughed like a boy, and flung his hat a little distance into
a patch of sea-pinks.
"Not a bit. Use me, or abuse me, as you like, so long as you don't
send me away, for this was my favorite spot before you chose it for
yours."
"I live in New York, and I came abroad early in the summer," began
Tommy.
"I know that already!" interrupted Appleton.
"Oh, I suppose the bishop told you."
"No, I came with you; that is, I was your fellow passenger."
"Did you? Why, I never saw you on the boat."
"My charms are not so dazzling that I expect them to be noted and
remembered," laughed Appleton.
"It is true I was very tired, and excited, and full of anxieties,"
said Tommy meekly.
"Don't apologize! If you tried for an hour, you couldn't guess just
why I noticed and remembered _you_!"
"I conclude then it was not for _my_ dazzling charms," Tommy answered
saucily.
"It was because you wore the only flower I ever notice, one that is
associated with my earliest childhood. I never knew a woman to wear a
bunch of mignonette before."
"Some one sent it to me, I remember, and it had some hideous scarlet
pinks in the middle. I put the pinks in my room and pinned on the
mignonette because it matched my dress. I am very fond of green."
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