Tom Watson's Magazine, Vol. I, No. 4, June 1905Various
General
Tom Watson's Magazine, Vol. I, No. 4, June 1905
Various
United States -- Politics and government -- Periodicals
“Oh, I’m sure you will think it the merriest news,” replied Mrs. March,
with beaming good nature. “Maxwell—I’m married!”
Fair looked at her, stupefied. One expression followed another on his
face, and then, when he had secured his usual genial expression, he said:
“Not really? Well, all I can say is—one man is happy. But explain.”
“Wasn’t it just like me to slip over to Brussels and be married quietly?
You know I hate the regulation fuss. And heaven has given me the love of
a man whom I am sure you will love and respect when you know him. All
heart and soul and honor—a knight and a poet.”
“Believe me, my dear friend,” answered Fair, “I wish you all the
happiness that your good heart deserves. When may we congratulate you in
a public manner? And what are we to call you henceforth?”
“It will seem strange to call me by my new name, won’t it—and a foreign
name, too? My husband’s name is Don Pablo Mendes, formerly of Santiago de
Cuba,” said Mrs. March, with a flush of happiness which blanched out and
became the pallor of horror as she saw the effect on Fair.
He dropped the portmanteau, which he had picked up, stared as if stunned
for a moment, and then with a tremendous effort to spare the wretched
woman as long as possible, he said huskily: “I beg your pardon—the fact
is, I am far from well—Good-bye!”
“I’m so sorry,” returned Mrs. March, satisfied that his singular conduct
was really the result of a bad turn. “But tell me before you go,
Maxwell—do you know my dear Spanish boy?”
“I can’t say that I do,” he stammered; “but really I shall miss my
train—good-bye,” and before she could ask him anything more he was
striding across the park.
“What strange behavior!” she said to herself as she watched him. “Maxwell
of all men, too! The mirror of good form—and the one man who never fails
to say the right thing at the right time. Ah, here he comes back to make
the proper amends. Back so soon?” she asked as Fair rejoined her with his
hat in his hand. “Forget something—or did you, like a good fellow, come
back to say just one kind word?”
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