FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   2   3   4   5   6   7   8   9   10   11   12   13   14   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26  
27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   >>   >|  
must tell you tonight, my dear." "My dear!" she exclaimed bitterly, now seeming to rouse herself with an effort and pretending to put back a stray wisp of her dark hair in order to hide from him the tears that still lingered on her flushed cheeks. "You can say that, Carlton, when it has been every night the same old threadbare excuse of working at the office until midnight?" She set her face in hard lines, but could not catch his eye. "Carlton Dunlap," she added in a tone that rasped his very soul, "I am nobody's fool. I may not know much about bookkeeping and accounting, but I can add--and two and two, when the same man but different women compose each two, do not make four, according to my arithmetic, but three, from which,"--she finished almost hysterically the little speech she had prepared, but it seemed to fall flat before the man's curiously altered manner--"from which I shall subtract one." She burst into tears. "Listen," he urged, taking her arm gently to lead her to an easy-chair. "No, no, no!" she cried, now thoroughly aroused, with eyes that again snapped accusation and defiance at him, "don't touch me. Talk to me, if you want to, but don't, don't come near me." She was now facing him, standing in the high-ceilinged "studio," as they called the room where she had kept up in a desultory manner for her own amusement the art studies which had interested her before her marriage. "What is it that you want to say? The other nights you said nothing at all. Have you at last thought up an excuse? I hope it is at least a clever one." "Constance," he remonstrated, looking fearfully about. Instinctively she felt that her accusation was unjust. Not even that had dulled the hunted look in his face. "Perhaps--perhaps if it were that of which you suspect me, we could patch it up. I don't know. But, Constance, I--I must leave for the west on the first train in the morning." He did not pause to notice her startled look, but raced on. "I have worked every night this week trying to straighten out those accounts of mine by the first of the year and--and I can't do it. An expert begins on them in a couple of days. You must call up the office to-morrow and tell them that I am ill, tell them anything. I must get at least a day or two start before they--" "Carlton," she interrupted, "what is the matter? What have you--" She checked herself in surprise. He had been fumbling in his pocket and now laid down a pile o
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   2   3   4   5   6   7   8   9   10   11   12   13   14   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26  
27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
Carlton
 
accusation
 
manner
 

Constance

 

excuse

 
office
 
thought
 

nights

 

called

 

matter


remonstrated

 
fearfully
 

interrupted

 

checked

 
clever
 

surprise

 

desultory

 

amusement

 

pocket

 

fumbling


marriage

 

interested

 

Instinctively

 

studies

 

couple

 
worked
 
startled
 

notice

 
morning
 

accounts


expert

 

begins

 

straighten

 

dulled

 

hunted

 
Perhaps
 

unjust

 

morrow

 

suspect

 

Dunlap


midnight

 

rasped

 
accounting
 

bookkeeping

 

working

 
threadbare
 
effort
 

pretending

 

tonight

 
exclaimed