And was Dan Webster going to marry her?
“It is odd,” said Phyllis meditatively, “how I used to hate to hear Dan talk about Aimée Le Breton! I don’t care now! Of course, she is in love with him too. He wore a flower one day which he said she had given him. And Dan will be a great painter, and he will be always painting her. It will be nice for him to have a wife for a model, won’t it?”
“Oh, do stop talking!” cried Philip. “I have so much to plan and arrange.”
She only laughed.
Philip was squirming under her words. Yes, no doubt Dan would marry Aimée Le Breton. Dan who could, of course, appreciate her beauty, but who was quite—yes, certainly, quite incapable of understanding her beautiful soul!
The more he thought of her, the more he believed that there was no man who could quite adequately appreciate her except Philip Barrimore.
“Here we are at the ‘Grand,’” he said, “and I wish you looked a little more presentable!”
After leaving Phyllis with Mrs. Hurst, Philip wired to Colonel Lane:
“Phyllis quite safe and well.