"
"Is Colonel Faversham cooling off?"
"Not in the least. It is difficult not to feel rather sorry for him.
He goes day after day--but then a fresh act has begun. Jimmy has
appeared on the scene."
"Jimmy!" cried Mark in unfeigned surprise.
"He met her at our house some time ago," Carrissima explained. "It was
really quite entertaining. Those two seemed to draw together on the
instant, as if one were the magnet and the other the needle. Besides,
I have the advantage of Sybil's confidences. Poor Sybil! I can assure
you she is in the most dreadful state of mind."
"But do you imagine that Jimmy means business?" demanded Mark.
"According to Sybil, he is merely biding his time: waiting until a
sufficient number of weeks have passed to enable him to come to the
point with something like decency."
"If that's really the case," said Mark, "I can only say I am immensely
pleased!"
"So am I," answered Carrissima, with quiet fervour.
"I would have done a great deal, if it had been possible," Mark
continued, "to prevent Bridget from marrying Colonel Faversham, if only
for your sake; but as to Jimmy, I don't care a rap.
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