"
"Oh!" she said. She hadn't thought of that, and she flushed. "At least,"
she said, "you must give me credit for not trying to spoil Dick and
Dolly's chance here."
"We are going to allow the party to go on," he said, still stiff and
uncompromising. It would have been better if he'd accepted her bit of
apology.
"How kind of you! I dare say he would have it, anyhow." She was
sarcastic again.
"Probably. And you--will go?"
"Certainly."
"Even when the result--"
"Oh, don't preach!" she said, putting her hands to her ears. "If you and
Minnie want to preach, why don't you preach at each other? Minnie talks
'love, love, love.' And you preach health and morality. You drive me
crazy between you."
"Suppose," he said with a gleam in his eyes, "suppose I preach 'love,
love, love!'"
She put her fingers in her ears again. "Say it to Minnie," she cried,
and turned her back to him.
"Very well," he said. "Minnie, Miss Jennings refuses to listen, and
there are some things I must say. Once again I am going to register a
protest against her throwing herself away in a loveless marriage. I--I
feel strongly on the subject, Minnie."
She half turned, as if to interrupt. Then she thought better of it and
kept her fingers in her ears, her face flushed. But he had learned what
he hoped--that she could hear him.
"You ask me why I feel so strongly, Minnie, and you are right to ask.
Under ordinary circumstances, Minnie, any remark of mine on the subject
would be ridiculous impertinence.
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