The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 1 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 1 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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'Certainly not. I believe he has not the slightest intention that you
should know his wife--it might not be convenient; he might not have
quite so strong an opinion of your discretion as I have--he has not
had so much time to found one, you know--and circumstances may defeat
his hope of getting back during your stay. I don't think you will make
Mrs. Foster's acquaintance, but I suppose you will find Mr. Foster
waiting to receive you at Liverpool on your return.'
'He says so,' she answered, 'if he does not come to New York. It is
all very well your sneering at a man you know nothing about, but I
believe in Mr. Foster, and you shall not sneer me out of it.'
'I have no wish to interfere with your faith in him or in time,' said
Mr. Dolby; 'but with reference to this same coming back, have you
anything to say about me?'
Miss Montressor blushed violently. The cold cynicism of his tone hurt
her. She was not sensitive, and she did not care about him, but she
was proud in her way, and he had offended her.
'I do not understand your meaning,' she said. 'I do not know what you
are driving at.'
'Not at an enigma, my dear. I do not want you to go away with any
notion of acting a little private drama in addition to those in which
I have no doubt you will make a stunning success in my country. You
know well enough what a matter-of-fact fellow I am, how entirely
averse to acting off the boards. I am not jealous, it is too much
trouble, and I like to leave people as much freedom of action as I
claim for myself; still I like things on the square, you know; and it
strikes me very forcibly that it might suit your book to put our
future relations upon a tolerably liberal footing.'
'Do you mean to say you want to get rid of me?' said Miss Montressor,
surprised for the moment out of her coquetry into very real disgust.
'Certainly not; but, unless I am very much mistaken, it might be
convenient to you to be aware that you can get rid of me, without any
manoeuvring on the subject, without making an enemy of me, and without
incurring any grave risk of breaking my heart.'
'I don't believe you have any heart to break,' said she.
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