You've earned a change. Let others take your place."
He shuddered, as he remembered that his wife had made the same
appeal. Was he a fool then, and these two women--so totally unlike in
everything--right in this?
"Come, Kla'uns," said Susy, relapsing again against his shoulder.
"Now talk to me! You don't say what you think of me, of my home, of my
furniture, of my position--even of him! Tell me!"
"I find you well, prosperous, and happy," he said, with a faint smile.
"Is that all? And how do I look?"
She turned her still youthful, mischievous face towards him in the
moonlight. The witchery of her blue eyes was still there as of old, the
same frank irresponsibility beamed from them; her parted lips seemed to
give him back the breath of his youth. He started, but she did not.
"Susy, dear!"
It was her husband's voice.
"I quite forgot," the Senator went on, as he drew the curtain aside,
"that you are engaged with a friend; but Miss Faulkner is waiting to say
good-night, and I volunteered to find you."
"Tell her to wait a moment," said Susy, with an impatience that was as
undisguised as it was without embarrassment or confusion.
But Miss Faulkner, unconsciously following Mr.
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