Rosemary eBook

Alice Muriel Williamson
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 75 pages of information about Rosemary.

Rosemary eBook

Alice Muriel Williamson
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 75 pages of information about Rosemary.

“Oh, perhaps we might be together—­all three?”

“I’ll think of something pleasant for us to do, if you’ll let me.”

“How good you are!  Then, till this evening.  It will seem long till then.”

They shook hands once more.  She had taken off her glove now, and her palm left on his a reminiscence of Peau d’Espagne.  He did not know what the scent was, but it smelled rich and artificial, and he disliked to associate it with his new friend.  “But probably it’s her mother’s, and she didn’t choose it herself,” he thought.  “Well—­I have a new interest in life now.  I expect this is the best thing that’s happened to me for a long time.”

As he walked back to his hotel, his head was full of plans for the girl’s transient pleasure and lasting benefit.  “Poor lonely child,” he thought.  “And what a mother!  She ought not to be left with a person like that.  She ought to marry.  It would be a good deed to take her away from such an influence.  So young, and so ingenuous as she is still, in spite of the surroundings she must have known, she is capable of becoming a noble woman.  Perhaps, if she turns out to be really as sweet and gentle as she seems—­”

The sentence broke off unfinished, in his mind, and ended with a great sigh.

There could be only second best, and third best things in life for him now, since love was over, and it would be impossible for him to care for an angel from heaven, who had not the face and the dear ways of the girl he had lost.  But second best things might be better than no good things at all, if only one made up one’s mind to accept them thankfully.  And it was a shame to waste so much money on himself, when there were soft-eyed, innocent girls in the world who ought to be sheltered and protected from harm.

[Illustration:  CHAPTER THREE]

WHEN THE CURTAIN WAS DOWN

[Illustration:  T]

The soft-eyed, innocent girl who had inspired the thought went into the hotel, and was rather cross to the youthful concierge, because the ascenseur was not working.  There were three flights of stairs to mount before she reached her room, and she was so anxious to open her bag to see what was inside, that she ran up very fast, so fast that she stepped on her dress and ripped out a long line of gathers.  Her eyes were not nearly as soft as they had been, while she picked up the hanging folds of pink cloth, and went on.

The narrow corridor at the top of the staircase was somewhat dark, and, her eyes accustomed to the brilliant light out of doors, the girl stumbled against a child who was coming towards her.

Petit bete!” she snapped.  “You have all but made me fall.  Awkward little thing, why don’t you keep out of people’s way?”

The child flushed.  She would have liked to answer that it was Mademoiselle who had got in her way; but Mother wished her to be always polite.  “I am sorry,” she replied instead, not saying a word about the poor little toes which the pretty pink lady had crushed.

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