Oh!" He dropped his face in his
hands. "I'm forgetting!"
"Well, forget again." Gora's voice expressed more sympathy than she felt.
She deeply resented his immediate acceptance of her social alienage, even
relegating her personal appearance to another class than that of the
delicate flora he had seen blooming for the night against the most artful
background of the season.
However...he was the first man she had ever met in her limited experience
who seemed to combine the three magnetisms....Who could tell....
"I should be delighted if you would cut my brother out before it goes any
further," she said untruthfully. "It will save him a heartache....Where
could you meet her now? Society is disrupted here. But of course Mr. Gwynne
visits down the peninsula. He could take you to any one of those exclusive
abodes where you would be likely to meet the little Alexina. She is only
eighteen, by the way."
"That is rather young," he said dubiously. "I don't fancy her conversation
would be very interesting, and, after all, that is what it comes down to,
isn't it? I've been disappointed so often." He sighed and looked quite
thirty-five. "Still, she has personality. Five or six years hence she may
be a wonder....I don't think I'd care about educating and developing a
girl--I like a pal right away....What an ass I am, rotting like this. Tour
brother has as much chance as I have.
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