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But was it true? She wished she knew, and after
she had thanked Neil for the dress, and asked if he were very angry with
her the day before for trying to attract his attention, and he had
assured her that he was not, she burst out:
"Oh, Neil, is it true you are to marry Miss Blanche? Mr. Jack Trevellian
stood by us yesterday and told me who the people were, and he said--"
"Jack be hanged!" Neil interrupted her. "What business has he to talk
such nonsense to you? Marry Blanche? Never! What do I want of those
light eyebrows and that pointed chin--I, who know you?"
Here he stopped, struck by something in Bessie's face which seemed to
brighten and beautify it until it shone like the face of some pure saint
to whom the gate of Paradise has just been opened. Then it occurred to
Neil suddenly that Bessie was not a child. She was a girl of fifteen and
more, with an experience which made her older than her years; and,
selfish as he was, and much as he would like to have her look at him
always as she was looking now, he felt that he must not encourage it.


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