“He cannot come too often,” in a pointed manner. “We all think highly of Mr. Hawtry, I know.”
“Oh, are you going, Mr. Rossiter? Well, perhaps it is rather late.”
“What are you doing, Gay?” so sharply that though I had reached the house I heard her, and turned my head to look.
Benson and the under-footman were coming out of the side door, but Mrs. Markham stood alone under the trees. Gay was sauntering down the avenue with the young curate still at her side, and Lion was following them, and I wondered if Mrs. Markham saw her stop and pick that rose.
I went up to the nursery rather thoughtfully after that. I knew girls were odd and contrary sometimes. Mr. Rossiter was very nice; he was a good, earnest young man, and I liked his sermons; but was it possible that Gay could seriously prefer him to Mr. Hawtry, or was she just flirting with him pour passer le temps, after that odious custom of some girls? But I could not believe it somehow of Gay Cheriton; she was so simple, so unselfish, so free from vanity. It needed a coarser nature than hers to play this sort of unfeeling game. “We shall see,” I said to myself, as I put Reggie into his cot, and then I sat down and wrote to Mrs. Morton.
(To be continued.)
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