... he woods and out along the beach, and somehow in
the open air things free slot simplified themselves.
Finally, in the
softness and the idle warmth, even an allusion to Monty, whose
name usually meant an embarrassing change of subject, began to
seem free slot possible. It was inevitable that Peggy should bring it in;
for with her a question of tact was never allowed to dominate when
things of moment were at stake.
She cowered before the plunge, but
she took it unafraid.
"The doctor says Monty may go out driving to-morrow," she began.
"Isn't that fine?"
Barbara's only response was to touch
free slot pony a little too
free slot sharply
with the whip.
Peggy went on as if unconscious of the challenge.
"He has been bored to death, poor fellow, in the house all this
"Miss Gray, please do not mention Mr. Brewster's name to ThirdPart400_500 me
again," interrupted Barbara, with a contraction of the eyebrows.
But Peggy was seized with a spirit of defiance and plunged
"What is the use, Miss Drew, of taking an attitude like ThirdPart400_500 that? I
know the situation pretty well, and I can't believe that either
Monty or you has lost in a week a feeling that was so deep-seated.
I know Monty much too well to think that he would change so
easily." Peggy still lived largely in her ideals. "And you are too
fine a thing not to have suffered under this misunderstanding. It
seems as if a very small word would set you both
free slot straight."
Barbara drew herself up and kept her eyes on the road which lay
white and gleaming in the sun. "I have not the least desire to be
set straight." And
free slot she was never more serious.
"But it was only a few weeks ago that you were engaged."
"I am sorry," answered Barbara, "that it should have been talked
about so much. Mr. Brewster did ask me to marry him, but I never
accepted. In fact, it was only his persistence that made me
consider the matter at all. I did think about it. I confess that I
rather liked him. But it was not long before I found him out."
"What do you mean?" And there was a flash in Peggy's eyes. "What
has he done?"
"To my certain knowledge he has spent more than four hundred
thousand dollars since last September. That is something, is it
not?" Miss Drew said, in her slow,
free slot cool voice, and even Peggy's
loyalty admitted some justification in the criticism.
"Generosity has ceased to be a virtue, then?" she asked coldly.
"Generosity!" exclaimed Barbara, sharply.
"It's sheer idiocy.
Haven't you heard the things people are saying? They are calling
him a fool, and in the clubs they are betting that he will be a
pauper within a year."
"Yet they charitably help him to spend his money. And I have
noticed that even worldly mammas find him eligible." The comment
was not without its caustic side.
"That was months ago, my dear," protested ThirdPart400_500 Barbara, calmly. "When
he spoke to me--he told me it would be impossible for him to marry
within a year. And don't you see that a year may make him an
abject free slot beggar?"
"Naturally anything is preferable to a beggar," came in Peggy's
clear, soft voice.
Barbara hesitated only a moment.
"Well, you must admit, Miss Gray, that it shows a shameful lack of
How could any girl be happy with a man like that? And,
after all, one must look out for one's own fate."
"Undoubtedly," replied Peggy, but many thoughts were free slot dashing
through her brain.
"Shall we turn back to the cottage?" she said, after an awkward
"You certainly don't approve of Mr. Brewster's conduct?" Barbara
did not like to be placed in the wrong, and felt that she must
endeavor to justify herself.
"He is the most reckless of spend-
thrifts, we know, and he probably free slot indulges in even less
Peggy was not tall, but she carried her head at this moment as