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Maxwell, W. B., 1866-1938

"The Devil's Garden"

And look here," he added. "I am not
trusting that gentleman any further than I see him."
"I think you're wrong there, Will."
"I know human nature." His face had flushed, and he spoke
admonitorily. "I don't need to tell you to be circumspect during my
absence--but you may have a little trouble in keeping Mr. R. in his
proper place. You'll be quick to twig if he supposes the chance has
come to pester you. These London customers--whatever their age--think
when they get along with a pretty woman--"
"Oh, Will, don't be absurd;" and she looked at him wistfully, and
spoke sadly. "I'm not so attractive as you think me. I may be the same
to your eyes--but not to others. It's very doubtful if anybody would
want me now--except those who knew me when I was young."
Then after a moment's reflection she said that, if he consented, she
proposed to relieve his mind of any silly jealous fancies about Mr.
Ridgett by going over to stay with her aunt at North Ride.
"I should be anxious and miserable here, Will, while you were
away--whereas with her I could occupy my thoughts."
He immediately consented to the arrangement. An excellent idea. She
might go that very afternoon, and safely promise to stay three days.


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