It looked certain that the Government would not last
beyond the session--and then what would happen?
Mr. Hanbury-Green had given her a very clear forecast of what the other
side meant to do, but this she did not impart to John Derringham.
She made one really stupid mistake as she got up to leave the room.
"If you want a few thousands now, John," she said, as she bent to
lightly salute his cheek, "do let me know and I will send them to your
bank. They may be useful for the wedding."
A dull flush mounted to the roots of his hair, and then left him very
pale.
He took her hand and kissed it with icy homage.
"Thank you, no--" he said. "You are far too good. I will not take
anything from you until the bargain is completed."
Then their eyes met and in his there was a flash of steel.
And when she had gone from the room he lay and quivered, a sense of
hideous humiliation flooding his being.
The following day she came in the morning. She looked girlish in her
short tennis frock and was rippling with smiles. She sat on the bed and
kissed him--and then slipped her hand into his.
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