Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
"You make me feel--a little beast!" The words spoke themselves, straight
out of her conscience. "I can't fix a time yet, because--if I'd
explained to you properly you mightn't have decided as you have. And
it's no use trying any more. I can't do it. Oh!" (as she saw his face
flush again, and pale to a sickly brown) "perhaps I see what was in your
head at first--what's come back there now. But I'm not so much of a
beast as that. My wishing to marry someone has nothing to do with the
past. No, the reason's all mixed up with the future. You could never
guess. I could never explain. And I couldn't let you marry me unless
everything had been explained. I thought for a minute I could--and I
wanted to--but I find I'm not like that. Tony--Lord Severance--must
explain. Yes, of course. When I've telephoned--no, written to him--he
will do it. I haven't really spoken to him of you yet. He doesn't even
know that--you care about me. If I make an appointment, will you call at
the Waldorf, where he is staying?"
"No!" Garth exploded. "That I will not do. I'll see Severance, if you
insist. I'll keep an appointment at any time. But it must be at my
hotel. I'm damned if I'll call on him!"
CHAPTER XI
EVERY MAN HAS HIS PRICE
The note Marise meant to write was not written; for, as the door of the
suite shut behind John Garth, Mrs. Sorel came to the girl with news.
"Dear child, I promised you shouldn't be disturbed, whatever happened,
but Tony has been telephoning for the sixth time to-day. Poor boy! He's
very anxious about you. Don't look so cynical! If your face should ever
settle into lines like that, your beauty would be gone! This time he
wanted to know if you're better for your long sleep, and if you can see
him."
"No, I can't, mother! Not till something's decided. I simply can't act
to-night if I have to go through another scene with him."
"Oh, I'm not suggesting it, pet! I merely wanted to know what I should
say to poor Tony. I told him that I'd call him up and give him his
answer when you were free."
Marise started. "Did you say who was here with me?"
"Ye-es, I thought it would be best. I imagined you must be very sure the
man was--the one we're in search of."
The girl shivered. "Marise in Search of a Husband! We never expected it
would come to that with me, did we, Mums? But anyhow, I hadn't to search
far. That's one consolation! I was snapped up the minute I appeared in
the show window."
"Well, Tony was wrong about that Garth man, then!"
"Yes, he was wrong. I must write and let him know why Garth came--unless
you told him why?"
"I said only what I dared say through the telephone. You know how
careful I am of anything that concerns you. What I told him was, 'Major
G----' (not even Garth!) 'has come to talk over that proposition you
thought he wouldn't accept. His staying so long makes me fancy he may be
accepting after all.' That is every word."
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