She had the unusual gift
of making the best of all those with whom she came in contact.
Trent felt that he was interesting her, and gained confidence in
himself.
All the time she was making a social estimate of him. He was not
by any means impossible. On the contrary there was no reason why
he should not become a success. That he was interested in her was
already obvious, but that had become her intention. The task
began to seem almost easy as she sat and listened to him.
Then he gave her a start. Quietly and without any warning he
changed the subject into one which was fraught with embarrassment
for her. At his first words the colour faded from her cheeks.
"I've been pretty lucky since I got back. Things have gone my way
a bit and the only disappointment I've had worth speaking of has
been in connection with a matter right outside money. I've been
trying to find the daughter of that old partner of mine - I told
you about her - and I can't."
She changed her seat a little. There was no need for her to affect
any interest in what he was saying. She listened to every word
intently.
"Monty," he said reflectingly, "was a good old sort in a way, and
I had an idea, somehow, that his daughter would turn out something
like the man himself, and at heart Monty was all right.
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