"
"How?" asked Bridget.
"Simply because of one of the prettiest girls you have ever seen," he
answered, bringing Bridget's eyes again to his face.
"I understand," she murmured.
"I'm certain you don't," he said, with a laugh. "Erica Danvers. She
got herself engaged to a man who used to be at Trinity with me. The
misfortune was that he had six brothers older than himself. Well,
Erica came to me one day and declared she had hit on a capital plan.
Why shouldn't I make Bolsover my steward, pay him a living wage, and
all the rest of it. He and Erica have twins," added Jimmy.
Bridget walked a few yards along Piccadilly in silence.
"You have been extraordinarily unfortunate," she said rather gravely,
"although you ought to be pitied rather than blamed."
"Not since I met you the other afternoon. Do you see much of old
Faversham?" he asked, for the colonel's admiration had been manifest at
Grandison Square.
"He has always been very kind to me," she faltered.
"Surely you meet with kindness everywhere," said Jimmy.
"Except from Fate!" answered Bridget, with a sigh.
"Wait and see!" he exclaimed.
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