Female friendship -- Fiction; London (England) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Widows -- Fiction
'But, I say, what's happened, Peggy?' Of another's sin it seems no such
great crime to take advantage.
'Everything,' said Peggy, with a comprehensive wave of her arms.
'Everything, Tommy!'
'They've fixed it up?' he asked eagerly.
'If you don't feel disgraced by putting it like that--they have,' said
Peggy, breaking into glad laughter again.
He rose and came near to her.
'And what are we going to do?' he inquired.
Peggy regarded him with eyes professedly judicial, though mischief and
mockery lurked in them.
'As I don't think it's the least use waiting for them, I suggest that
we go and have some dinner,' she said.
'That's not a bad idea,' agreed Tommy.
He turned quietly, took up his hat and stick, and went out into the
passage; Peggy stayed a minute to put on a hat and jacket. She came out
to join him then, treading softly and with her linger on her lips. Tommy
nodded understanding, took hold of the handle of the baize door, and
made way for her to pass. His air was decorous and friendly. Peggy
looked at him, immeasurable amusement nestling in her eyes. As she
passed, she flung one arm lightly about his neck and kissed him.
'Just to celebrate the event!' she whispered.
Tommy followed her downstairs with heart aglow.
CHAPTER XXV
RECONCILIATION
Barslett: Sept. 13.
MY DEAREST SARAH,--I know how much you value my letters. I know
more--how valuable my letters are to you. Only by letter (as I've
mentioned before) can I come near telling you the truth. In your
presence, no! For aren't you, your dear old stately self, in the
end, a--(so glad there are hundreds of miles between us!)--a
splendid semi-mendacity?
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