“Oh, no; there’s no _harm_, if you put it that way—only she mustn’t do
it. You know what I mean, Lois. Dosia ought not to want to be with him.”
“I suppose he comes and talks to her, and she doesn’t know how to stop
him.”
“Perhaps.”
“And you sent her out in his care that first night,” said Lois. She felt
unbelieving and combative; Lawson was so unattractive to her that she
could not conceive of his being otherwise to any girl.
“Of course; and I would do so again under the same circumstances—that
was an emergency. But that’s very different from making a practice of
it. You must tell Dosia, as long as she can’t see it herself. Let her
get her lesson changed to another hour and that will settle the thing.
Does she see much of Barr at other places?”
“No more than anybody else does; of course, he is more or less around.
But she knows _just_ what he is like, Justin; I told her all about him
the first thing, and she hears it from everybody. I am sure you are
mistaken about her liking his society, she told me once that it always
made her uncomfortable when he was near her. I really don’t think you
need be afraid of anything serious.”
“All right, then. Probably a hint will be sufficient; but don’t forget
to give it, Lois. She is very much of a child in some things.”
“Yes, she is,” said Lois, resignedly.
This having Dosia with them had turned into one of those burdens which
people sometimes ignorantly assume under a rose-colored impulse. It had
seemed that it must be necessarily a charming thing to have a young girl
in the house. But to have a young girl who was always practicing on the
piano, to the derangement of Reginald’s sleep or to the inconvenience of
visitors in the little drawing-room, one who had to be specially
considered in every plan, and whose presence took away all privacy from
Lois’ daily companionship with Justin, was a doubtful pleasure. Even
this rainy evening with Justin and herself cozily placed together was,
after all, not hers, but invaded, if not with the presence, at least
with the disturbing thought of Dosia.
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