Part 15 (1/2)

It was impossible to pay hters, one of as anxious to h, but he was robustly and rudely against this, in consequence of which the girl was unhappy She took me into her confidence one afternoon in their schoolrooht light in the passage; Miss Miller was telling me with simple sincerity exactly what she felt and what her father felt about theto our conversation behind the hinges of the door Being an enormous man, he had screwed hi he would stick it out It was indique that I should bring hoood of themselves”

MISS MILLER: ”You see, there is only one real objection to him, he is not rich!”

I told her that as she would be rich some day, it did not rotesque! I intended to marry whatever kind of man I cared for and papa would certainly find the ): ”He loves ive hiour): ”Oh, if he is THAT sort offor you both to do!”

MISS MILLER (leaning forith hands clasped and looking at me earnestly): ”Oh, tell me, tell me!”

MARGOT: ”Are you sure he is a man of dash? Is he really unworldly and devoted? Not afraid of what people say?”

MISS MILLER (eagerly): ”No, no! Yes, yes! He would die for me, indeed he would, and is afraid of no one!”

MARGOT (luring her on): ”I expect he is very ): ”Papa is so rude to him”

MARGOT (with scorn): ”Well, if your ht movement behind the door)

MISS MILLER (impulsively): ”He is afraid of no one! But Papa never talks to him”

MARGOT (very deliberately): ”Well, there is only one thing for you to do; and that is to run away!” (Sensation behind the door)

MISS MILLER (with deter): ”If he will do it, I WILL! But oh, dear! What will people say? How they will talk!”

MARGOT (lightly): ”Oh, of course, if you care for what people say, you will be done all through life!”

MISS MILLER: ”Papa would be furious, you know, and would curse fearfully!”

To this I answered:

”I know your father well and I don't believe he would care a da to the door, at which there was a sound of a scuffle in the corridor

MISS MILLER (alar up): ”What was that noise? Can any one have been in the passage? Could they have heard us? Let us shut the door”

MARGOT: ”No, don't shut the door, it's so hot and we shan't be able to talk alone again”

Miss MILLER (relieved and sitting down): ”You are very goodI must think carefully over what you have said”

MARGOT: ”Anyhow, tell your major that _I_ know your father; he is really fond of me”