Dexie was not going to get him, after all. She hoped Dexie
would feel disappointed, but she smiled sweetly as she said:
"Ah! you sly thing! How you have deceived us? How long have you been
engaged, and when is the event to come off? Do tell us about it."
"Well, I only received her father's permission to-day--something I was
afraid I would never get, so the time has not been set."
"Come, Dexie!" looking up to see how her sister took the news, "you have
not congratulated Mr. Traverse yet on his approaching marriage."
"I have not heard your congratulations, either, Gussie; but I believe Mr.
Traverse will not doubt the sincerity of mine as I fear he may yours."
The retort struck home, as Dexie intended it should; she felt hurt, and was
glad of the chance to say something sharp to relieve her feelings.
"Well, it is to be hoped that the future Mrs. Traverse is a little milder
in her manner than you are; he has endured a good deal from your sharp
tongue lately, and needs a change. Mr. Traverse seems to be waiting for
your congratulations, Dexie," she added, as she noticed how intently Guy
was regarding her.
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