“My dear young lady, he only told me there was such a cousin; you have told me the rest. Now! Now! Don’t let your sweet eyes shed another tear for him. He is not worth it! If he can find amusement in the ladies of Mexico, who are, when all is told, an untidy lot, why should you worry? There are other fish in the sea!”
If the Count de Lestis wished to see something more of Douglas’s eyes he had his desire fulfilled now. She turned and once more blue eyes looked unflinchingly into black. This time the black eyes had a mischievous gleam and the blue ones looked more like winter ice than summer skies.
“Now I have made you angry.” Once more his car took his attention for the moment.
“Not at all!” icily.
“You wish you had not come with me.”
“I appreciate your kindness in bringing me for the drive very much,” still cold and formal in tone.
“I guessed too well, that is where I sinned.”
Douglas was silent, but she still looked at her companion.
“She is like the little Minnie: she squirms but will not scratch.”