"
"Not yet," returned Bradley, with a mischievous glance at the two women,
"but The Lookout is elastic, and I dare say we can manage to put him
up."
A silence ensued. It seemed as if some shadow, or momentary darkening
of the brilliant atmosphere; some film across the mirror-like expanse of
the open windows, or misty dimming of their wholesome light, had arisen
to their elevation. Mainwaring felt that he was looking forward with
unreasoning indignation and uneasiness to this impending interruption
of their idyllic life; Mrs. Bradley and Louise, who had become a
little more constrained and formal under Minty's freedom, were less
sympathetic; even the irrepressible Minty appeared absorbed in the
responsibilities of the dinner.
Bradley alone preserved his usual patient good-humor. "We'll take
our coffee on the veranda, and the ladies will join us by and by,
Mainwaring; besides, I don't know that I can allow you, as an invalid,
to go entirely through Minty's bountiful menu at present. You shall have
the sweets another time."
When they were alone on the veranda, he said, between the puffs of his
black brier-wood pipe,--a pet aversion of Mrs. Bradley,--"I wonder how
Richardson will accept Minty!"
"If I can, I think he MUST," returned Mainwaring, dryly.
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