“Is the Doctor on speaking terms with you now?”
“Oh! yes, I joke him about his hide-bound Bourbonism, and he tells me I am all sorts of a villain. But we have made an agreement to hate one another in a polite sort of way as becomes a teacher in Israel and a statesman with responsibilities. By the way, I saw him driving to the Springs with a bevy of pretty girls a few hours ago.”
“Indeed, I didn’t know it!”
“Yes, he seemed to be having a royal time and to have renewed his youth.”
An angry flush came to her face and she made no reply. McLeod glanced at her furtively and smiled at this evidence that his shot had gone home.
“Would you drive with me to the Springs? We will get there before this party starts back.” She hesitated, and answered, “yes.”
CHAPTER XI—THE OLD OLD STORY
WHEN Gaston arrived in Independence he went direct to St. Clare’s.