"It will be rather a joke on him——"
"To find that he has married—Mademoiselle Midas?"
"To find that she is Mademoiselle Midas, whether he marries her or not."
V
Of course Georgie-Porgie ran away. It was the inevitable climax. Flora's illness hastened things a bit.
"She wants to see her New York doctors," Waterman had said. "I think we shall close the house, and join Madge later at the Crossing."
George felt an unexpected sense of shock. The game must end, yet he wanted it to go on. The cards were in his hands, and he was not quite ready to turn the trick.
"When do we go?" he asked Oscar.
"In a couple of days if we can manage it. Flora is getting worried about herself. She thinks it is her heart."
George rode all of that afternoon with Becky.