"No, no, not a bit of it."
"I am obliged to you for your good opinion, but you know I am almost a
school-girl. My governess has just left me. I have never thought of
such a thing. And, Lord Montague, I cannot return your feeling. That is
all. You must see how painful this is to me."
"I wouldn't give you pain, Miss Mavick, not for the world. Perhaps when
you think it over it will seem different to you. I am sure it will.
Don't answer now, for good."
"No, no, it cannot be," said Evelyn, with something of alarm in her tone,
for the full meaning of it all came over her as she thought of her
mother.
"You are not offended?"
"No," said Evelyn.
"I couldn't bear to offend you. You cannot think I would. And you will
not be hard-hearted. You know me, Miss Mavick, just where I am. I'm
just as I said."
"The carriage is coming," said Mrs. Mavick, who returned at this moment.
The group for an instant was silent, and then Evelyn said:
"We have waited so long; mamma, that I am a little tired, and you will
excuse me from the drive this afternoon?"
"Certainly, my dear."
When the two were seated in the carriage, Mrs. Mavick turned to Lord
Montague:
"Well?"
"No go," replied my lord, as sententiously, and in evident bad humor.
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