"Man alive! do you think a man's appetite can survive everything?" said
Traverse, with a frown.
"Forgive me, Traverse! I did not mean to add to your feelings. I don't
wonder you feel cut up," said Fenerty, whispering his apologies.
"Mr. Fenerty, take him out in the dining-room. My presence has prevented
him from partaking of the refreshments I brought him. Try and make him
forget the unpleasantness that has occurred," and Dexie looked up with a
smile at Traverse, as he followed his friend from the room, and then turned
to her other guests.
She was glad to see that Gussie was doing all she could to win her way back
into favor, for she passed from group to group with a pleasant word and a
smile for all. Fingers and needles were soon busy again, and the unfinished
badges were attacked with renewed vigor.
"That was a nasty trick of Miss Gussie's, Traverse," young Fenerty was
saying, as he waited upon his friend in the dining-room, "but I am sure she
never suspected that the letter belonged to you."
"What difference did that make? The act was unpardonable when she knew it
was not her own property.
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