The alternative . ng out, you see, Mr. Doxey coughed by way of attracting attention. Do you know these gents, Miss Downing ? The smile deepened in her face. Bosworth never hadseen a smile so ravishing. He smiled in sympathy, withoutknowing just why he did it. It is nt necessary to watch them any longer, shesaid very sweetly. Mr. Doxey retired to the group nearthe windows. • Thanks, said Bosworth, bowing to her. Pardon me, said his father, but I understood was at dinner. That was some time ago, Mr. Van Pycke, the girlsaid quickly., She just had to change her gown, youknow. Spilled
The alternative . ng out, you see, Mr. Doxey coughed by way of attracting attention. Do you know these gents, Miss Downing ? The smile deepened in her face. Bosworth never hadseen a smile so ravishing. He smiled in sympathy, withoutknowing just why he did it. It is nt necessary to watch them any longer, shesaid very sweetly. Mr. Doxey retired to the group nearthe windows. • Thanks, said Bosworth, bowing to her. Pardon me, said his father, but I understood was at dinner. That was some time ago, Mr. Van Pycke, the girlsaid quickly., She just had to change her gown, youknow. Spilled something on it? he queried. These con-founded servants are so — Wont you sit down? she interrupted. Bosworthnoted a sudden touch of nervousness in her manner. Forsome reason she bit her lip as she looked in the directionof the dummies. If you dont mind, mumbled Mr. Van Pycke, I^^ think I 11 go upstairs and change my shoes and started for the door. Miss Downing stood aghast — petrified. [52] w -:. CHAPTER III THE AMAZING MARRIAGE NO one opposing him, Mr. Van Pycke carefullymade his way to the door and disappeared intothe hall. Miss Downing continued to stare afterhim for many seconds, plainly perplexed. She was not sotransfixed, however, that she failed to note the grotesquemisfit of his trousers ; nor did his manner of locomotionescape her attention. Could this hobbling, ill-dressed per-son be the fastidious Van Dieman Van Pycke, of whomshe had heard so much ? And he was going upstairs to — by the virtue of all thesaints, what did he mean ? A blush raced into her fair cheek. She turned to youngMr. Van Pycke with parted lips, half inclined to smile, halfto protest. She found him smiling, yes, more than that ;he had his hand over his mouth. Plainly, he was having astruggle of an inward character. I — I dont understand, she murmured, the flushgrowing. ^ And we dont understand, he responded after a mo-ment, waving his hand in the direction of the dummies. She
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