He, however, was not on any account to be deterred. The only
circumstance which would have been likely to hinder him was being
sedulously hidden. Had he for an instant suspected the existence of
any previous engagement he would have been the last man in the world to
poach on another's preserve. As things were, he waited a few days,
then presented himself with his usual cool audacity at Golfney Place.
"Where is Miss Clynesworth?" asked Bridget.
"I rather fancy she's spending the day somewhere in the neighbourhood
of Deptford," was the answer.
"You must have forgotten what I told you," suggested Bridget.
"Every word you said is indelibly impressed on my memory," said Jimmy.
"I insisted," replied Bridget, "that you were not to come without your
sister!"
"Oh dear, no," he exclaimed. "It's quite true you said I might come
with her, but you will see on reflection that is a different matter."
"The fact is," said Bridget, "Miss Clynesworth is determined not to
show me the light of her countenance."
"I am fairly certain that is a mistake," returned Jimmy. "I am
convinced she will come, but not at present.
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