"
"And then?"
"And then he took my hand. Now, Kitty, you're unkind. I really _can
not_ tell you all this."
"Yes, but I only ask so as to advise you. I want to know how the case
stands."
"Well, you know, he was so urgent--"
"Yes?"
"And so handsome--"
"Well?"
"And then, you know, he saved my life--didn't he, now? You must
acknowledge that much, mustn't you?"
"Oh yes."
"Well--"
"Well?"
Minnie sighed.
"So what could I say?"
Minnie paused.
Mrs. Willoughby looked troubled.
"Kitty, I _wish_ you wouldn't look at me with that dreadful
expression. You really make me feel quite frightened."
"Minnie," said the other, in a serious voice, "do you really _love_
this man?"
"Love this man! why no, not particularly; but I _like_ him; that is, I
think I do, or rather I thought I did; but really I'm so worried about
all my troubles that I wish he had never come down after me. I don't
see why he did, either. I didn't ask him to. I remember, now, I really
felt quite embarrassed when I saw him. I knew there would be trouble
about it. And I wish you would take me back home. I hate Italy. Do,
Kitty darling. But then--"
Minnie paused again.
"Well, Minnie dear, we certainly must contrive some plan to shake him
off without hurting his feelings. It can't be thought of. There are a
hundred objections. If the worst comes to the worst we can go back, as
you say, to England."
"I know; but then," said Minnie, "that's the very thing that I can't
do--"
"Can't do what?"
"Go back to England.
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