And
therefore," he lowered his voice confidentially, "you'll see, Bradley,
that it will only be the honorable thing in you, you know, to look upon
the affair as finished, and, in fact, to do all you can"--he drew his
chair closer--"to--to--to drop this other foolishness."
"I don't think I quite understand you!" said Bradley, slowly.
"But your wife does, if you don't," returned Richardson, bluntly; "I
mean this foolish flirtation between Louise Macy and Mainwaring, which
is utterly preposterous. Why, man, it can't possibly come to anything,
and it couldn't be allowed for a moment. Look at his position and hers.
I should think, as a practical man, it would strike you--"
"Only one thing strikes me, Richardson," interrupted Bradley, in a
singularly distinct whisper, rising, and moving nearer the speaker; "it
is that you're sitting perilously near the edge of this veranda. For, by
the living God, if you don't take yourself out of that chair and out of
this house, I won't be answerable for the consequences!"
"Hold on there a minute, will you?" said Mainwaring's voice from the
window.
Both men turned towards it. A long leg was protruding from Mainwaring's
window; it was quickly followed by the other leg and body of the
occupant, and the next moment Mainwaring come towards the two men, with
his hands in his pockets.
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