AND CHANCE STAGES MELODRAMA INSTEAD
OF COMEDY
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A brave day to ye!” A little bit of everything that made Patsy was wrapped in the smile she gave the man in the Balmacaan coat standing by the wheel-guard of the car before the town post-office, a hand on the front seat. “Maybe ye’re not knowing it, but it’s a rare good day for us both. If you’ll only take me for a spin in your car I’ll tell you what brings me—and who I am—if you haven’t that guessed already.”
Plainly the occupant of the coat and the car was too much taken by surprise to guess. He simply stared; and by that stare conveyed a heart-sinking impression to Patsy. She looked at the puffed eyes and the grim, unyielding line of the mouth, and she wanted to run. It took all the O’Connell stubbornness, coupled with the things Gregory Jessup had told her about his friend, to keep her feet firm to the sidewalk and her resolution.
“Maybe,” she thought, “he’s just taken on the look of a rascal because he thinks the world has written him down one. That’s often the way with a man; and often it takes but a bit of kindness to change it. If I could make him smile—now—”
Her next remark accomplished this, but it did not mend matters a whit. Patsy’s heart turned over disconsolately; and she was safety-locking her wits to keep them from scattering when she made her final plea.
“I’m not staying long, and I want to know you; there’s something I have to be saying before I go on my way. ’Twould be easiest if you’d take me for a ride in your car; we could talk quieter there.”
She tried to finish with a reasonably cheerful look, but it was a tragic failure. The man was looking past her to the post-office beyond, and the things Patsy had seemed to feel in his face suddenly rose to the surface and revealed themselves with an instant’s intensity. Patsy followed the look over her shoulder and shrank away perceptibly.
In the doorway of the office stood another man, younger and more—pronounced. It could mean but one thing: Billy Burgeman had lost his self-respect along with Marjorie Schuyler and had fallen in with foul company.