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62“ WILD TARGARET.
‘*No sugar in mine, please.’’ co
She poured him out a cup with not too carefully con-
cealed impatience, and-as he rose and fetched it, taking 14
leisurely back to his chair, she beat a tattooon the ‘ground —
with her small fect.
. “How tiresomely slow you can be when you like,’’ she >
said. ‘I believe you do it to—to exasperate me.” oo
‘Why should I exasperate you?” he responded calmly,
: coolly. ‘‘Are you angry with me because I would not —
speak before the women who were with us in the park, or >
before the servant here; it is a question which of them
would chatter most.”
‘Oh, you are right, of course. You always are,” she _
said. ‘‘That makes it so annoying. But there are no.
women or servants here now, and you can speak freely,
~and—and at once. Did you see Blair?”
“Thad just left him when I met you,” he answered,
““Well?” she said, and her eyes sought his face eagerly,
impatiently. ‘‘ Where hashe been?’ | eer
* To Leyton Court,’’ he replied. oe
‘fo the earl’s,” she said. ‘‘I thought so.” .
“Ves,” he said slowly; ‘‘ he has been to the earl.”
“Well, has he done anything for him?”
~~. “No; nothing.”
A look of relief shone in her eyes.
© Tam glad, glad!’ she murmured, . . a
‘‘He offered to lend him—or give him—the money he
| wanted, but Blair refused.”
‘“He refused? That was like him!’ she said, with a ©
touch of pride and satisfaction. ‘* Yes, that was just like
him. They quarreled, of course?” oe
“Oh, yes, they quarreled!’’ assented Austin Ambrose _
quietly. ‘‘There were the materials for a quarrel. It.
seems that, finding the journey tedious, Blair enlivened 1b.
by fighting with one of the rustics.”’ ‘ |
She smiled, and a strange look came into hereyes. |,
‘Yes, that is Blair all over! And the earl heard of 16?’ -
Yes,” he said, slowly, ‘She heard of it; and, as the
combat took place just outside the Cours gates, he was not
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altogether pleased. Blair’s account is amusing.””
‘He shall tell me! He shall tell me!” sho said, looking.
be
—TI have never scen him fight—— oo a
‘“Idare say he would gratify any desire you may have .,
in that direction. He is always ready to fight, and on the
smallest provocation,” remarked Austin Ambrose, with
icy coldness. . ts
“No,” she said; ‘he is not! He is not easily provoked, .
-but when he is—but what does it matter? We don’t want