rciful I shall keep you here. I am not a
patient man, am unaccustomed to teasing importunity, and it would
pain me to harshly bruise the white flower I have undertaken to
shelter from storm and dust; therefore you must be quiet, docile, and
annoy me no more with fruitless solicitations. Your mother does not
want you in Europe."
"You will not let me go?"
"I will not. Let this subject rest henceforth, until I renew it."
With a faint moan, she shut her eyes and shivered; and again he took
her little white cold hands.
"Little snow-statue, why will you not trust me? Tell me what has so
suddenly changed the soft white Lily-bud of yesterday into this
hollow-eyed, defiant young woman?"
The temptation was powerful to unburden her heart, to demand of him
the truth, with which she suspected he was at least partly
acquainted; but the thought of casting so fearful an imputation upon
her mother sealed her lips. Moreover, she felt assured that her
entreaties would never prevail upon him to disclose what he deemed it
expedient to conceal.
He watched and understood the struggle, and a cold smile moved his
handsome mouth.
"You have resolved to withhold your confidence. Very well, I shall
never again solicit it. It is not my habit to petition for that which
I have a right to command. You merely force me to draw the reins
where I preferred you should at least imagine you were unbridled."
He dropped her hands, looked at his watch, and took up his gloves;
adding, in an entirely altered and indifferent voice:
"What have you lost to-day?"
It was with difficulty that she restrained the words:
"My youth, my peace of mind, my hope and faith in my future."
Raising her hands wearily, she rested her chin upon them, and
answered slowly:
"Many things, I fear."
"Valuable articles? Faded flowers, perfumed with choice Oriental
reminiscences?"
"Yes, sir, I lost my purse, and my Agra violets."
"What reward will you offer for the recovery of such precious relics
of fraternal affection? A promise of implicit obedience to your
guardian? Certainly, they are worth that trifle?"
"They are very precious indeed. Where did you find my purse?"
"On the desk at my office."
He held up the ivory toy, then laid it on the table.
"Thank you, sir. Mr. Palma, will you grant me a great favour?"
"As I never forfeit my word, I avoid entangling myself rashly in the
meshes of promise. Just now I am in no mood to grant your
unreasona
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