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The Forbidden Way
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After a while they all went away – Rita Cheyne to her post-graduate pupil, Mrs. Rumsen to her brougham, and Cort and his father to the walk downtown, leaving Camilla and Jeff sitting at the fireside alone. One armchair was big enough for them both. She sat on his knees and leaned back against him, close in the shelter of his arms.
"You didn't want to stay out to dinner, did you, Jeff?" she asked.
"Oh, yes," he said, "of course I did. I'm very fond of dining out."
She laughed contentedly. They had dined out only once this winter, and that was at his father's house. There was a long silence.
"Poor Rita," she sighed at last, "what's to become of her? She's not really happy, Jeff. I sometimes think – " she paused.
"What?"
"That she still thinks of you."
Jeff laughed. "I hope she does. Why, silly?"
"Simply because she never gives me the slightest reason to think that she does."
Jeff rubbed his nose thoughtfully.
"That's one too many for me."
"Don't you know that a woman always judges another woman by the thoughts she suppresses?"
"That's nonsense."
"No, it isn't. I won't have you say that what I think is nonsense."
She turned her head toward him and looked down into his eyes.
"Are you sure you never cared for Rita? Not a little?"
"Sure."
"It was the Forbidden Way, Jeff. Do you like this way —our way – better?"
He held her closer in his arms and that reply seemed adequate. She asked him no more questions until some moments later, and she asked him that one because she always liked the way he answered it.
A sudden loud rasping of the dining-room hangings on their brass rod, and Camilla sprang up hurriedly. She even had time to go to the mantel mirror and rearrange the disorder of her hair before the butler came in to announce dinner.
He was a well-trained servant.
THE END
"You didn't want to stay out to dinner, did you, Jeff?" she asked.
"Oh, yes," he said, "of course I did. I'm very fond of dining out."
She laughed contentedly. They had dined out only once this winter, and that was at his father's house. There was a long silence.
"Poor Rita," she sighed at last, "what's to become of her? She's not really happy, Jeff. I sometimes think – " she paused.
"What?"
"That she still thinks of you."
Jeff laughed. "I hope she does. Why, silly?"
"Simply because she never gives me the slightest reason to think that she does."
Jeff rubbed his nose thoughtfully.
"That's one too many for me."
"Don't you know that a woman always judges another woman by the thoughts she suppresses?"
"That's nonsense."
"No, it isn't. I won't have you say that what I think is nonsense."
She turned her head toward him and looked down into his eyes.
"Are you sure you never cared for Rita? Not a little?"
"Sure."
"It was the Forbidden Way, Jeff. Do you like this way —our way – better?"
He held her closer in his arms and that reply seemed adequate. She asked him no more questions until some moments later, and she asked him that one because she always liked the way he answered it.
A sudden loud rasping of the dining-room hangings on their brass rod, and Camilla sprang up hurriedly. She even had time to go to the mantel mirror and rearrange the disorder of her hair before the butler came in to announce dinner.
He was a well-trained servant.
THE END
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