Carter, I made it a condition that he
should do just what I wanted in little things like that. Did he
think I was going to walk about with a man carrying a brown paper
parcel--as if we had been to the shop for a pound of tea?"
"Still, I don't see why he should alter all his--"
"Oh, you are stupid! Of course, he liked me, you know."
"Oh, did he? I see."
"You seem to think that very funny."
"Not that he did--but that, apparently, he doesn't."
"Well you got out of that rather neatly--for you. No, he doesn't
now. You see, he misunderstood my motive. He thought--well, I
do believe he thought I cared for him, you know. Of course I
didn't."
"Not a bit?"
"Just as a friend--and a pupil, you know. And when he'd had his
hair cut and bought a frock coat (fancy he'd never had one!), he
looked quite nice. He has nice eyes. Did you notice them."
"Lord, no!"
"Well, you're so unobservant."
"Oh, not always. I've observed that your--"
"Please don't! It's no use, is it?"
I looked very unhappy. There is an understanding that I am very
unhappy since Miss Foster's engagement to the Earl of Mickleham
was announced.
"What was I saying before--before you--you know--oh, about Phil
Meadows, of course.
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