Complete March Family Trilogy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,465 pages of information about Complete March Family Trilogy.

Complete March Family Trilogy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,465 pages of information about Complete March Family Trilogy.

“Agatha!” he implored.  “You’re not going to be so unjust!  There was nothing between you and me when that girl was here!  I had a right to—­”

“Not if you really cared for me!  Do you think I would have flirted with any one so soon, if I had cared for you as you pretended you did for me that night in Carlsbad?  Oh, I don’t say you’re false.  But you’re fickle—­”

“But I’m not fickle!  From the first moment I saw you, I never cared for any one but you!”

“You have strange ways of showing your devotion.  Well, say you are not fickle.  Say, that I’m fickle.  I am.  I have changed my mind.  I see that it would never do.  I leave you free to follow all the turning and twisting of your fancy.”  She spoke rapidly, almost breathlessly, and she gave him no chance to get out the words that seemed to choke him.  She began to run, but at the door of the hotel she stopped and waited till he came stupidly up.  “I have a favor to ask, Mr. Burnamy.  I beg you will not see me again, if you can help it before we go to-morrow.  My father and I are indebted to you for too many kindnesses, and you mustn’t take any more trouble on our account.  August can see us off in the morning.”

She nodded quickly, and was gone in-doors while he was yet struggling with his doubt of the reality of what had all so swiftly happened.

General Triscoe was still ignorant of any change in the status to which he had reconciled himself with so much difficulty, when he came down to get into the omnibus for the train.  Till then he had been too proud to ask what had become of Burnamy, though he had wondered, but now he looked about and said impatiently, “I hope that young man isn’t going to keep us waiting.”

Agatha was pale and worn with sleeplessness, but she said firmly, “He isn’t going, papa.  I will tell you in the train.  August will see to the tickets and the baggage.”

August conspired with the traeger to get them a first-class compartment to themselves.  But even with the advantages of this seclusion Agatha’s confidences to her father were not full.  She told her father that her engagement was broken for reasons that did not mean anything very wrong in Mr. Burnamy but that convinced her they could never be happy together.  As she did not give the reasons, he found a natural difficulty in accepting them, and there was something in the situation which appealed strongly to his contrary-mindedness.  Partly from this, partly from his sense of injury in being obliged so soon to adjust himself to new conditions, and partly from his comfortable feeling of security from an engagement to which his assent had been forced, he said, “I hope you’re not making a mistake.”

“Oh, no,” she answered, and she attested her conviction by a burst of sobbing that lasted well on the way to the first stop of the train.

LXIX.

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