So don't you thwart him if you can help."
She was quick enough to see there was something weighty behind, and she
consented. He took her back with him; only she was such a long time
removing the traces of tears, and choosing the bonnet she thought she
should look best in, that she made him twenty minutes late and rather
cross. It is a way women have of souring that honeycomb, a man.
When the trio met at the office the husband was pale, the wife dull
and sullen.
"It's the last time I shall trouble you, Lucy," said Monckton.
"As you please, Leonard."
"And I want you to make my fortune."
"You have only to tell me how." (Quite incredulously.)
"You must accompany me to Derbyshire, or else meet me at Derby, whichever
you please. Oh, don't be alarmed. I don't ask you to travel with me as
man and wife."
"It doesn't much matter, I suppose," said Lucy, doggedly.
"Well, you are accommodating; I'll be considerate."
"No doubt you will," said Lucy; then turning her glorious eyes full
upon him, "WHAT'S THE CRIME?"
"The crime!" said Monckton, looking all about the room to find it.
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