London (England) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"Buster is a young person of excellent taste," murmured Mr. Belknap.
"And so"--meditatively--"is Jack."
"Jimmy Belknap, what _do_ you mean?" demanded his wife, with a nervous
little clutch at his sleeve. "You don't _suppose_----"
Mr. Belknap chuckled. "Don't tempt a man so, Madge," he entreated; "it's
so delightfully easy to get a rise out of you that I really can't resist
it once in a while."
"Then you don't _think_----"
"My mind is an innocuous blank, dear," he assured her gravely. "I don't
'think,' 'mean' or 'suppose' anything which would give you a minute's
uneasiness. I'll tell you what, Margaret, suppose we cut out both the
girls, get our own breakfasts, take our dinners at Miss Pitman's, and
then we can afford one of those dinky little runabouts. How would that
strike you?"
"We'll do it!" exclaimed Mrs. Belknap rapturously.
Then these two happy people settled down to one of those periods of
castle building in the air which young married lovers delight in, and
upon whose airy foundations many a solid superstructure of after life is
reared. And, being thus pleasantly engaged, neither of them gave another
thought to the two young persons under their roof, both of whom, being
alone and lonely, were thinking of each other with varying emotional
intensity.
"I must find out more about her," John Everett was resolving. "Margaret
appears incapable of appreciating her."
"I must be careful and not allow him to talk to me any more," Jane was
deciding with equal firmness. "I can't help liking him a little, for he
is the only person who has been kind to me in years." Which statement
was, of course, eminently unfair to Mr. Robert Aubrey-Blythe, as well as
to his noble consort, Lady Agatha, both of whom had repeatedly assured
each other, within the past few weeks, that Jane had proved herself
_most ungrateful_ after all their kindness to her.
It is a singular fact that ingratitude thus persistently dwelt upon
proves a most effectual palliative to one's natural anxieties concerning
another. Lady Agatha, in particular, had found the practice of the
greatest use of late. She had been able by means of it to dismiss all
unpleasant reflections regarding her husband's niece, which might
otherwise have arisen to disquiet her.
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