"
Dexie pretended not to hear, but turned the conversation by saying:
"I have not congratulated you on the good fortune you have met while we
were away."
"Well! I think it is time you did," Gussie answered, awake to the fact that
a low conversation was being held near her. "I am sure it is no everyday
affair to fall heir to a fortune. Weren't you surprised when I wrote to you
about it?"
"Yes, very," and the memory of the letter brought a smile with it. "And if
the possession of money means happiness, I presume Mr. McNeil feels raised
to the seventh heaven of bliss."
"Not yet, Dexie, but I am looking forward to the 'seventh heaven' you speak
of."
"Mrs. Gurney mentioned that you thought of going abroad. I hope Lancy's
absence has not interfered with your plans, Mr. McNeil?" and she made a
move to ascend the stairs.
"Would you like to go abroad, Dexie?"
There was an eagerness in his tone that Dexie did not understand, so she
answered:
"Well, if going _abroad_ means a visit to Great Britain, I say no, most
decidedly! What do I care for the English, Scotch or Irish--as a race, I
mean? My definition of the term abroad is, a tour through Europe, ending
with Egypt and the Holy Land, and farther still if the pocket-book held
out.
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