Colonel Faversham invited Bridget to officiate, and told
himself how delectable she looked as, half-shyly, she passed his cup
and saucer.
"You know, Colonel Faversham," she said, "I cannot help feeling
immensely guilty."
"A libel," he protested. "I have never seen a more transparently
innocent face in the whole course of my life."
"Still, I am certain I have kept you from going to your club or
somewhere. Of course I am duly grateful. Carrissima said I might come
here whenever I felt too lonely."
"My dear Miss Rosser," said Colonel Faversham, "I am afraid it must be
a rather dull life you're leading. But it will be entirely your own
fault if ever you find yourself bored in future. Carrissima has no end
of friends, and hers shall be yours. Then there's my daughter-in-law!
As for books, my library was left to me by an uncle who had nothing
better to do than to read from morning till night. You must allow me
to send you a suitable selection."
When Carrissima came home, a little later, she raised her eyebrows on
seeing Bridget Rosser presiding at the tea-table, with Colonel
Faversham seated rather close by her side.
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