"
"Neither do I," said Carrissima.
"If he can't take care of himself after all his experiences," Mark
insisted, "the Lord knows who can. I consider Jimmy fair game."
They parted at her door, Mark refusing to enter the house, because he
had a patient to visit--one of the very few he had taken over from Dr.
Harefield. Never had Carrissima spent a more enjoyable or a more
thoroughly satisfactory afternoon! It proved an immense consolation to
hear that Mark had not seen Bridget, with that one exception, since his
return from Paris; whereas his manner of taking the news of Jimmy's
entrance on the field could scarcely have been more desirable.
Not only had the afternoon seen the disappearance of her last lingering
feeling of jealousy of Bridget Rosser, but it encouraged the growth of
sensations which had long been kept back. As a rule, Carrissima
enjoyed a serious talk with Mark, but to-day she had been the most
delighted by his frivolity. She laughed quietly as she remembered his
remarks anent the colour of her eyes, and spent some minutes examining
them in her looking-glass.
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