"
She looked at him thoughtfully.
"I refused it at first, as you know," she said. "Since then, well, I
have wavered."
He looked at her blankly.
"You mean--that you have contemplated--accepting it?"
"Why not? There is reason in it. I do not say that I have accepted it,
but at any rate I see nothing which should make you look upon my
possible acceptance as a heinous thing."
He was silent for a moment.
"May I ask you then what the position is?"
"I will tell you. Lord Arranmore is coming to me perhaps this afternoon
for my answer. I asked him for a few days to think it over."
"And your decision--is it ready?"
"No, I don't think it is," she admitted. "To tell you the truth, I
shall not decide until he is actually here--until I have heard just how
he speaks of it."
He got up and stood for a moment looking out of the window. Then he
turned suddenly towards her with outstretched hand.
"I am going--Miss Scott. Good-afternoon." She rose and held out her
hand.
"Aren't you--a little abrupt?" she asked.
"Perhaps I am. I think that it is better that I should go away now.
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