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"I have to look out or this'll be one of those pathetic cases of pupil telling teacher where to get off. She's got no mean head there, let me say, for all it looks so frivolous."

Yvonne took a little sip of water and set the goblet down carefully. "You know," she remarked, "sometimes it occurs to me that Cecily is the kind of—a girl you should have married—would have, if I hadn't come along."

As she voiced this, quite without appearing to, she watched Jock so narrowly that she felt her eyes burn in their sockets. But she could detect nothing in his face except surprise and instant repudiation.

"Don't be silly," he advised, and smiled easily, as though she had said something humorous.

Yvonne thought, "No, not that way. It's got to be more drastic than that. He isn't on to himself yet, and even if he were his conscience wouldn't let him listen to reason" . . .

"Two more weeks—isn't very long, is it?" she mused aloud, with what might have been irrelevance.

"And bring Yvonne tomorrow," commanded Peg over the telephone.

"Absolutely will."

But when the receiver was back on its hook Jock said to himself. "No, I won't. I'll take Cecily."

True to their word, Peg and Johnny Havens had summoned him to their home in Washington Square very soon after the November day when they had had tea together; and he had been there often since. He